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The Gardener’s Daughter
Category: Romance
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
A knock at the door changed everything.
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.
The end.