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No Way Out
Category: Thriller
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
The end.