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Contents

PROLOGUE

1. Arden

2. Hannah

3. Arden

4. Hannah

5. Arden

6. Hannah

7. Arden

8. Hannah

9. Arden

10. Hannah

11. Hannah

12. Arden

13. Arden

14. Hannah

15. Arden

16. Arden

17. Hannah

18. Hannah

19. Arden

20. Hannah

21. Arden

22. Hannah

23. Arden

24. Arden

25. Hannah

26. Arden

27. Hannah

28. Arden

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I LOVE YOU MORE THAN Iโ€™M AFRAID

Rebel Hart

PROLOGUE

Arden

I squinted my eyes as I stared at the darkened cement wall in front of me. Despite what I knewโ€”that I was in a totally enclosed room with no windows and just the one doorโ€”I suddenly felt like I could see my reflection in the wall. My lilac eyes were puffy and exhausted, my blond hair was a mess, and though I usually weighed around 120, my stomach was much flatter and I could swear I could see my ribs. As if to confirm, I looked down and rubbed my stomach, but I could feel the full flesh of my torso, and had to poke my finger so far in that it hurt before I reached any ribs. I wasnโ€™t that emaciated.

Was it all in my mind?

โ€œIโ€™m hallucinating,โ€ I mumbled. โ€œHey! โ€œLet me out of here!โ€

Though it was incredibly difficult, I crawled off of the small cot Iโ€™d been provided, dropping to the concrete floor with a painful thud. I dragged myself forward, sucking air in and out in painful breaths until I was able to get to my feet. My legs wobbled and my entire body shook, but I managed to make my way to the small pass-through door where I was occasionally slid meager meals. In my mind, I was pounding on it with all my force, but the sound of my fist hitting the metal sounded like I was flicking it at best.

โ€œIโ€™m scared!โ€ I screamed. โ€œPlease! Let me out!โ€

I was certain neither my wispy voice nor weak pounds had been enough to communicate with the outside world, but a loud latching sound echoed through my chamber. I dropped to my knees so I could stare through the small window, then it opened, blinding me with light from outside.

โ€œArden.โ€

The nun who stood outside the door was named Sister Flint. Her kind and bubbly disposition belied the fact that some period of time I could no longer remember ago, she snatched me out of bed, a hand over my mouth, dragged me down three flights of stairs and tossed me into this isolation chamber single-handedly.

โ€œSister, please,โ€ I whimpered with tears in my eyes. โ€œIโ€™m scared. I want to come out of here.โ€

โ€œThe room of reflection is time you are meant to spend with yourself and the Lord. If He has not spoken with you, itโ€™s because He believes your heart is still steered down the wrong path,โ€ Sister Flint responded.

My forehead fell against the concrete of the door in front of me. โ€œPleaseโ€ฆ Iโ€™m only 14โ€ฆ I canโ€™t live like this.โ€

โ€œCan you promise me that you will begin listening to the teachings of the Father who gave his only Son for your life?โ€ Sister Flint asked. โ€œWill you admit to me now that homosexuality is a sin of the highest order, and that you will leave this lifestyle choice behind and follow the Lordโ€™s holy path?โ€

My nose burned and my throat tightened. A single face came to my mind. Beautiful, long blond hair. Stunning, sparkling brown eyes. A smile that made everything seem okay even when it obviously never would be. That laugh, sweet like honey, and her dorky, confusing sense of humor.

The girl I loved and always had.

โ€œYes,โ€ I hummed. โ€œI promise.โ€

โ€œYou promise what?โ€ Sister Flint asked.

Balling my hands into fists and gritting my teeth, I whined out, โ€œThat homosexuality is a sin in the highest.โ€

โ€œWhichโ€ฆ?โ€

I sniffled in my emotions. โ€œWhich the Lord will not accept in the kingdom of heaven.โ€

Sister Flint hummed. โ€œGood, and ifโ€ฆ?โ€

โ€œAnd if I want to avoid the pits of hell, I must denounce myโ€”โ€ I nearly choked on the word, โ€œโ€”choices, and swear my life to the Lord God Almighty.โ€

โ€œVery good. Stand back from the door, my child.โ€

It wasnโ€™t so much of a stand as much as it was a clumsy stumble from my knees back onto my butt. Hannahโ€™s face glowed in my mind, and I just hoped that she would forgive me for what Iโ€™d done. I didnโ€™t give a damn about any lord or his stupid, selfish rules, but her judgment scared me. Would she understand that if I stayed in this room another second, that Iโ€™d die? If I could just get through the camp. Just get back to the outside world, Iโ€™d never deny my love for her again.

Would she understand that I was just trying to survive so I could get back to her?

The deafening click of several loud locks filled the room, each of them making me jump with how loud they were compared to the silence Iโ€™d been stuck in. The door creaked open, slowly because of how thick and heavy it was, and light spilled into the room. I had to hold up my hand and shield my eyes from it because it burned, but then Sister Flintโ€™s small visage stepped into the door frame. She was nothing but a silhouette at first, until she stepped forward and held out her hand with a bright smile on her face.

โ€œItโ€™s good to see you, my child. Come, lunch has just begun. Iโ€™ll help you upstairs.โ€

Though I would have rather driven a stake through the side of her neck, I reached up and took Sister Flintโ€™s hand, simply because I didnโ€™t have the strength to do anything else.

And I had no stakes.

She lifted me from the ground like I weighed no more than a feather and

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