CHAPTER 128: CATHERINE'S MOM FELLCATHERINE:The zipper of my dress was already halfway down, and the heat from Jordan’s mouth against my neck was making my head spin. I was floating, lost in the scent of him and the spicy kick of the wine. But then, a sharp, piercing sound sliced through the heavy air in the room.My phone was ringing.I tried to ignore it, my fingers digging into Jordan’s shoulders, but it wouldn't stop. It was that persistent, rhythmic ringing that usually meant something was wrong. I pulled back, gasping for air, and reached for my bag on the floor."Don't," Jordan groaned, his eyes hooded and dark with frustration. "Just let it ring, Cat.""I can't," I whispered, my heart suddenly dropping into my stomach. "It’s my mom’s ringtone."I swiped the screen with shaking fingers. It wasn't my mom’s voice on the other end. It was a woman with a professional, clipped tone that made my blood run cold."Is this Catherine Blackwood? This is St. Jude’s Memorial. Your mother w
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