Reluctant entry
At the threshold, Gracie froze, her instincts screaming against entering a stranger’s secluded dwelling. The man, noticing her hesitation, let out a soft chuckle. “You don’t really have another choice,” he teased, motioning toward the looming darkness of the forest behind them. The doorway felt like a trap, yet compared to the vast, unforgiving woods, it seemed the lesser risk.

Reluctant Entry
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