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Fractured Lives
Category: Thriller
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
The end.