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Tangled Hearts
Category: Romance
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
The end.