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Tangled Hearts
Category: Romance
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
The end.