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The Earl’s Bride
Category: Romance
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
The end.