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The Painted Veil
Category: Historical
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
He was the kind of man who kept his word, even when it cost him.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The end.