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Tangled Hearts
Category: Romance
A knock at the door changed everything.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
The end.