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Moonlight Serenade
Category: Romance
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
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 end.