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The Earl’s Bride
Category: Romance
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.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
The end.