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The Gardener’s Daughter
Category: Romance
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
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.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
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 end.