Salvation
I was the girl who ran from nightmares until Fordhurst promised me a dream.
All my life, I’ve been a pawn.
A bargaining chip for my family, a trophy for my fiancé.
I’m not a person to them, just an asset to own and control.
So when I gather the courage to flee on my wedding day, I run hard and fast, hiding in a string of small towns, hoping each one will be my last.
Always running, always hiding, never seen, until Fordhurst.
Until Dante.
He’s a priest with a past shrouded in shadows, an enigma inked with secrets.
He watches me with a gaze so raw, it’s unholy.
In this quaint town, amidst its peace, he’s an anomaly.
A man of God with a devil’s temptation.
A priest whose eyes harbor sins too dark for the confessional.
Being near him feels like dancing on the edge of a cliff - thrilling, illicit, terrifying.
But there’s no denying the pull or the connection that tugs at my soul.
I fear my past is a storm ready to roll in, threatening to uproot the sanctuary I’ve found in Dante.
I’m not just a risk to him; I’m a ticking time bomb that could explode his world.
We’re entangled in a forbidden dance of love and sin.
One thing is for certain: there will be no mercy when the past knocks on our door.
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