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Letters to Juliet
Category: Romance
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
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.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The end.