46. SKELETONS? IN HIS CUPBOARD?

DIANA

I turned to see Branden sleeping gracefully beside me, his snores quiet and calm. What does this man do that I don't know? Why were my parents pictures in his study room?

Maybe he was just trying to dig into my past and then he got those pictures, maybe he means no harm.

I couldn't tell for sure. My instincts are pressuring me to walk into his study but I can't stand up, Branden's arms are around me, restricting me from moving.

I'll have to wait till tomorrow when he is at work then, I'll sneak into his study again and see if I can find more information.

"Branden isn't who he says he is" those words continued to purge my mind as I laid beside Branden.

What if that man wasn't lying? Maybe there is something about Branden that he knows and I don't.

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The awe inspiring sun dashed across the blue bright sky, penetrating it's rays through the drapery white curtains.

I peeled open my eyes, at first my vision blurred for quit some time before it readjusted well. Branden