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The Unspoken Vow

Christopher and Catherines Ever After

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The Unspoken Vow

By: Christopher Moss
Narrated by: Susan Prater
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“Some promises are made without words… and are the ones we carry forever.”

The rain had come out of nowhere.

One moment, the late spring sky was nothing but sleepy gray clouds; the next, rain sheets fell hard and fast, soaking the earth, the gazebo, and the two people standing at the edge of something they didn’t dare to name.

Catherine's chiffon dress clung to her skin, her curls damp and frizzing around her face, but she didn’t care. Her eyes were fixed on him Christopher, the boy she’d known since childhood, the man she’d come to love so fiercely she could hardly breathe around him.

His hand was half-raised toward her face, brushing a wet curl behind her ear. His lips parted like he was about to say something that would change everything.

“Don’t go,” he said softly, voice cracking like the thunder behind them.

She blinked, trying not to cry. “I have to.”

“But why?” His voice rose, eyes searching hers. “You said this we meant something.”

“It does,” she whispered. “That’s why I have to leave.”

Christopher stepped back as though her words had struck him. His shoulders slumped, rain dripping from his lashes.

“Then tell me you’ll come back. Say it.”

©2025 Christopher Moss (P)2025 Christopher Moss
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