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The Italian Affair
Category: Romance
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
The garden had been her mother’s pride, and now it was hers.
A knock at the door changed everything.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
The sword was heavier than she expected, but she did not lower it.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
The market was bustling with merchants, their voices a chorus of bargains and boasts.
The end.