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The rain hammered against the stained-glass windows of the chapel, each drop a frantic plea against the encroaching darkness. Inside, the air hung thick with incense and something else, something…

The rain hammered against the windows of the sprawling Victorian mansion, each drop a frantic plea against the suffocating humidity of the summer night. Inside, in the opulent, dimly lit…

The rain hammered against the windows of my small apartment, mirroring the frantic rhythm of my own heart. It had been three weeks since I’d met Daniel, three weeks since…

The rain hammered against the stained-glass windows of the old Victorian mansion, each drop a frantic drumbeat against the silence within. Inside, the air hung thick with anticipation, a heady…