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Beyond the Veil
Category: Fantasy
A knock at the door changed everything.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
The end.