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Midnight Confessions
Category: Romance
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
The end.