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The Romanov Diary
Category: Historical
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
She had learned long ago not to trust promises.
A knock at the door changed everything.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
The train pulled out of the station with a long, mournful whistle.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
It was the kind of night when secrets refused to stay buried.
The end.