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CHAPTER 68I stepped out of the rectory as the late-afternoon sun slanted across the parish lawn, turning everything gold and long-shadowed. My cassock brushed my calves with every step—black, heavy, supposed to feel like protection. Lately it just felt like a costume I was too deep into to take off.Gravel crunched under my polished shoes. Hands clasped behind my back. Face calm. Always calm on the outside. Inside? My blood was still racing from last night’s texts. Ezra’s words looped in my head on repeat: *Want your cum inside me. Want to feel it leaking out.*I gritted my teeth. Keep walking. Keep breathing. Don’t think about how his voice cracks when he begs.The old ladies were already clustered near the wrought-iron gate like they’d set an alarm for my arrival. Mrs. Whitaker in her lavender cardigan, Mrs. Hargrove clutching her rosary beads, and tiny Mrs. Ellis who always carried the faint scent of rosewater and peppermint candies.“Father Dorian!” Mrs. Whitaker beamed, waving l
Forgive Me Father CHAPTER 67
EZRAI shoved the front door open, and the stupid hinges squeaked like they were tattling on me. My backpack slid off one shoulder and smacked the floor. The whole house smelled like Genevieve’s fancy lavender furniture polish mixed with that crisp, expensive laundry scent she always used—like money and judgment in one sniff.She was already there.Perched at the dining table like she owned the entire planet, which honestly she kind of acted like she did. Hands folded neatly, spine so straight it looked painful. Her grey cashmere cardigan was buttoned to the very top, pearls sitting perfect against her collarbone like little ice cubes. Her silver hair was pinned without a single strand out of place. Face calm. Dangerously calm.“Ezra, darling,” she said, voice low and clipped, the kind of posh accent that made every word sound like it cost extra. She didn’t even glance up from her teacup. “Do sit.”My stomach flipped. I dropped into the chair across from her, knees knocking together u
Forgive Me Father CHAPTER 66
EZRAI stepped out of the confessional like my lungs were on fire. My collar felt too tight. My heartbeat was still trying to slow down, but it wasn’t obeying me.God, I shouldn’t have come this early.I fixed my shirt, ran a hand through my hair, and tried to pretend I didn’t look like I’d just—well—committed another sin in the holiest place possible.I barely made it out of the booth before I almost collided with Genevieve.“Ezra.” Her voice was crisp and sharp, the kind that could freeze a demon mid-flight.“ Genevieve,” I blurted, stepping back so fast I almost tripped over a pew. “Good morning.”Her eyes narrowed immediately, like she’d just found something suspicious and shiny. “You’re here rather early.”I forced a smile that felt more like a grimace. “Uh… yes, ma’am. I just—uh—came for confession.”She tilted her head, the way a hawk tilts before it dives for a rabbit. “Confession?”“Y-yes.” My voice cracked. “I… I haven’t, um, fasted for days, so I felt… guilty.”I hated how
Forgive Me Father CHAPTER 65
CHAPTER 65DORIANI tried calling Ezra three times.No answer.He had replied to my message earlier — short, distant, polite. “Yeah. Just got in. Tired.”Tired. That was all he’d said. Nothing else. No teasing. No warmth.Now I was pacing my study like a restless animal. The rain outside had stopped hours ago, but the air still smelled like thunder. My jaw ached from clenching.He wasn’t ignoring me, was he?No… he wouldn’t.Unless Genevieve—A sharp ring sliced through my thoughts. I glanced at the phone on the table, the screen flashing a name I hadn’t seen in months.Adrian Cross.I stared at it for a full five seconds before I picked up. “Adrian.”“Father Dorian,” came that low, velvety drawl that always sounded like mockery. “Or should I say… ex-lawyer Dorian Vale?”My grip tightened around the phone. “What do you want?”A soft chuckle. “Straight to business, as usual. You never change.”“Adrian,” I warned. “I asked what you want.”He sighed dramatically. “Relax. I just wanted to
Forgive Me Father CHAPTER 64
CHAPTER 64EZRAThe ride home was wild. Everyone was still running on leftover adrenaline from the win — singing off-key, cracking jokes, replaying videos from the performance. Dorian even smiled a few times, which was rare enough to make Lily whisper, “Did you see that? He smiled. Write it down. It’s a miracle.”By the time we got back to town, it was almost sunset. The moment the bus parked in front of the church, chaos broke loose. People were dragging bags, hugging each other, shouting “See you tomorrow!” like we hadn’t all just spent a week breathing the same air.I mumbled a quick “Bye,” to Lily and Jordan, clutching my backpack like a zombie. I hadn’t slept properly in days. My bones were humming with exhaustion.The moment I got home, I dropped my bag by the door, kicked off my shoes, and face-planted into bed.Sleep hit hard.I didn’t know how long I was out before the sound of my door opening made me groan. “If that’s Lily, I swear—”“Ezra.”My eyes snapped open. Not Lily.G
Forgive Me Father CHAPTER 63
CHAPTER 63EZRAMy hands were shaking. I didn’t even know why. We’d already sung. We’d done our part.But standing there, waiting for results with forty voices breathing the same nervous air, it felt like every heartbeat could break me.The stage lights were blinding again. Ten choirs lined up side by side, matching uniforms, anxious smiles, and too many whispered prayers to count.Jordan leaned toward me, muttering under her breath. “If we don’t make it, I’m switching to hip-hop.”Lily nudged her. “If we don’t make it, you’re joining me in therapy.”Ryan groaned. “I’ll just move to a forest. Live off berries.”I tried to laugh, but my throat was too dry.Genevieve stood ahead of us, hands clasped neatly. She looked composed—like this was any other day—but I saw her tapping her index finger softly against her palm. That was her version of panic.Dorian was to the side, his arms crossed, eyes fixed on the judges’ table. Even from here, I could tell his jaw was tight.The announcer came
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