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Moonlight Serenade
Category: Romance
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
The end.