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Beneath the Surface
Category: Thriller
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
The end.