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Seraphina has dreamed of becoming a nun since she was a child. After years of convincing her mother, she finally enters the convent, believing she has found her true purpose. But within the sacred walls, darkness lurks.

Father Damien, a respected priest, sees something special in her—her passion, her devotion. He tells her she has a gift, that she is meant for more. But his kindness soon turns into something dangerous. On a mission to a distant village, Seraphina’s world is shattered when she is betrayed, drugged, and violated by the very man who claimed to guide her toward God.

Banished from the convent, carrying the weight of an unwanted pregnancy, she is left to survive in a world she had renounced. But fate has its own plans. Years later, the man who ruined her life returns—not as a priest, but as a man full of regret. He confesses his sins, revealing his own broken dreams.

Will Seraphina ever forgive him? Can two lost souls, bound by pain and fate, find redemption together?

✨ A story of faith, betrayal, love, and redemption.

The banished Bride of Christ

The rhythmic hum of the engine was soothing—until suddenly, it wasn't.

The car jerked, sputtered, and then—silence.

The headlights still shone dimly against the empty road, but the vehicle was dead.

Father Damien sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "Damn it."

Seraphina's head snapped toward him, startled. A priest cursing?

He didn't seem to notice her reaction. With a frustrated grunt, he unbuckled his seatbelt and pushed open the door. "Stay here. Let me check the engine."

She nodded, pulling her shawl tighter around her shoulders. The air had grown colder, sharper.

Through the windshield, she watched as he lifted the hood, his figure illuminated only by the weak glow of the car's headlights. The road was deserted. Not a single house, not a single passerby. Just darkness stretching on either side.

Seraphina tapped her fingers against her lap, her nerves starting to creep in. Finally, Damien returned, brushing dust from his hands as he slid back into his seat.

"It's the alternator," he muttered. "The battery won't charge, which means we're not going anywhere until it's fixed."

Seraphina's stomach twisted. They were stranded. At night. In the middle of nowhere.

She glanced outside. The trees swayed gently in the evening breeze, their shadows stretching like reaching hands.

"What do we do?" she asked, trying to keep her voice steady.

Damien exhaled, rubbing his jaw. "I'll have to find a mechanic."

Her pulse quickened. "But… there's nothing out here."

He looked at her, smiling slightly. "There's always something. I'll walk until I find help."

The idea of being left alone in a broken-down car on an empty road made her stomach clench. But what choice did they have?

Damien reached for the door handle, then paused. His gaze met hers—steady, unreadable.

"Lock the doors after I leave," he instructed. "Don't open for anyone but me."

Seraphina nodded. Why did it sound like a warning?

She watched his figure disappear down the road, swallowed by the night.

And for the first time since she joined the convent, Seraphina had never felt so alone.

Chapter 5: stranded in the dark