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The Italian Affair
Category: Romance
A knock at the door changed everything.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
The end.