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Under the Tuscan Sun
Category: Romance
The stars that night seemed closer than they had any right to be.
He stood at the edge of the cliff, looking down at the waves crashing below.
The letter was still on the table, unopened, as it had been for three days.
A cold wind swept across the plain, carrying with it the scent of distant rain.
She had not expected to see him again, not after all these years.
The fire had burned down to embers, but neither of them moved to stoke it.
She smiled, but it did not reach her eyes.
He had been waiting for her for what felt like an eternity.
The end.