Forbidden Love With The Pastor's Billionaire Son
ranging. Her thoughts drifted to Brandon. The way he had shown her the community center had softened her guar
er, jolting her back to reali
? I have something I
ent before typing back,
ckly. "The café ne
t deny that she was drawn to him, but something about their growing
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yes scanning the room. Brandon sat at a corner table, his us
standing to pu
wn. She noticed a faint tension in
table. "I wanted to thank you for coming to the c
amazing to see. You real
softer now. "But there's so
pped a beat.
ack of the café. Catherine turned to see a tray of dishes s
ttention back to him. His tone was calm, but Cather
the strange feeling in the air. It was as if the roo
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aying the conversation in her mind. Brandon had seemed
ceiling. Just as she was about to close her eyes, a
er heart racing. "M
espo
g seemed out of place, but a chill ran down her spine. Shaking her h
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ectedly. Catherine looked up from the counter, surpris
down the vase she was working
," he said, his voic
sturing for hi
Brandon began, his gaze fixed on the floor.
owned. "What
y shelf toppled over, shattering into pie
ed?" she asked, h
ered vase, his jaw tight. "I don't know,"
she had noticed. At the café, the crash of dishes had seemed oddly timed. An
you're not telling me?" she a
ed. "There are things about my family...
up inside her. "You're being cryptic again. If
s hair. "It's not that simple, Catherine.
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e flower shop, cleaning up after closing. Her
ghts flickered. She froze, the
called out, h
ans
y to see a shadow move across the w
there?" sh
the room. Catherine grabbed her phone, her fing
the lights went out completely,
ashlight on her phone. The beam of light cut thro
heri
w and chilling. She spun around, t
was no o
nd, making her jump. It wa
trembling. "Something's wrong h
Dorine said. "I'm on my
ing around the room. The shadows seemed to move on their
come back on, and the shop looked normal
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erine confronted B
" she said, her voice firm. "And
, he looked as though he might deny it. B
"There's more to my family than
er mind racing. "What do y
ated. But yes, there are things... forces...
run through her. "Force
you don't want to believe in. But they're real, Catherine. An
idn't know what to say, but one thing was clea