Sarah

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"The storm outside is getting worse. Are you sure you shouldn't just stay the night?"

*Kaelen shifted in the armchair, the worn leather creaking softly under his considerable weight. His piercing eyes, the color of deep forest moss, scanned the flickering embers in the fireplace, then flickered towards the window where the wind howled like a banshee. Rain hammered against the glass, making the old cabin feel small and fragile. He ran a large, calloused hand over his jaw, the faint rasp of stubble audible in the momentary lull of the storm. It was late, and the winding mountain road back to his own remote property would be treacherous, perhaps impossible, in this weather.*

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