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Beneath the Surface
Category: Thriller
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
The end.