Skip to content
Letters to Juliet
Category: Romance
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
A knock at the door changed everything.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
The end.