The Distant Affair

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The frost had not yet melted from the windows of the stone cottage, but the air inside was thick with the scent of dried herbs and old wood. Elara sat at the table, her fingers stained green from crushing sage. She did not look up when the door creaked. She knew the rhythm of his steps. They were heavy, deliberate, and worn thin by time. "Morning," Thomas said. His voice was rough, like gravel...

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