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The Fortress at the Graveside

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Ezoic

Today, it only confirmed what I already knew.

They believed I was still the woman who left this town four years ago with a broken engagement and a heart full of humiliation. They saw the uniform and thought it was a costume. They saw the discipline and thought it was emptiness.

They had no idea that the black armored SUV parked just beyond the cemetery gates wasn’t coincidence.

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They had no idea that the man inside it carried truths that would collapse their carefully constructed illusions before the day was over.

But before reckoning comes memory.

And memory has teeth.

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Four years earlier, the sound of a pen scratching paper had pulled my entire world apart.

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