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The Last Alibi
Category: Thriller
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.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
The morning light filtered through the curtains, painting the room in soft gold.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
Some doors, once opened, can never be closed again.
The end.