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The Earl’s Bride
Category: Romance
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The map was old, its edges frayed, but the path it showed was unmistakable.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
There were stories told of this place, and none of them ended well.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
The end.