CHAPTER 3
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Sin of Lust by Swapie Achilles
CHAPTER III
“Luxuria can see what our heart’s desires?” Blanche asked the new teenage nun, with her sitting on the chair in front of her.
Sister Mary Jane combed Blanche hair tying it on a simple ponytail. “Yes, he sees what we want even though you didn’t say it.” She smiled.
“Will he grant me what I want if he sees my heart?” The little girl innocently asked again.
The nun put her down from the chair and turned the little bundle of joy around to face her. “If it’s what you truly desire, there’s a huge possibility that he’ll grant it.” She said smiling.
“What I truly want…” Blanche said in a low voice. “I just want Sister Novelyn to come home.” She pouted, looking away from the nun’s eyes.
Making the young nun widen her eyes at the words of the kid. Memories of last night flooded again.
Sister Novelyn bathing on her own blood. While Daleon smiled down at her dead body.
As soon as the revered took the knife from her hand and hid it on his robe, Sister Mary Jane run away from the scene.
She didn’t have to ask what happened. What she saw explains everything. The accident brought nothing on her but nightmares throughout the night.
The occurrence played inside her head like a broken plaque making her dropped the comb and cupped her mouth to stop herself from puking. The child noticed it and instantly her pout turns to gaze of concern.
“Are you alright, Sister Mary Jane?” She said as she picked the comb. “Sister Mary Jane?”
The second call brought her to present. She quickly smiled at her to hide her fear. “Y-yes I am. Thank you Blanche.” She said and pats her head.
Blanche shows her bright toothy grin.
As the kids are playing around Mary Jane is currently hanging the clothes and sheets for it to dry under the sun.
Wiping the sweat on her forehead she said. “Thank you, Melody and Micah for helping me.”
“Don’t sweat it, Sister Mary Jane.” The twin simultaneously smiled at her. “Now we’ll play with the others.”
The young nun stood there, gazing at the kids who are playing and laughing with their hearts content.
Her sweet smile suddenly turns into a frown as she said to herself. ‘Sister Novelyn, what should I do?’
Her train of thoughts was interrupted when the revered spoked. “It’s very nice day, isn’t it?”
She was surprised when she heard his voice but her expression instantly changed into a smile. “It really is, revered Daleon.”
Even though she’s really scared she faked a smile to hide it all. But the kin eyes of Daleon saw her uneasiness.
“You seemed lethargic, did you sleep well last night?” He asked the nun.
The bloody sight of last night’s event flashed again inside her head. Leaving her knees slightly trembling.
The younger female was taken aback with his question, “Y-yes I did, maybe I’m just tired because we washed these laundries.”
Daleon narrowed his eyes when he noticed her stuttering. The atmosphere between them is getting thicker as he stares longer at her.
But the young lady tried to ease the ambiance by pretending that she’s taking care of the hanged clothes.
Her sweats are building up quickly due to the tension and Daleon’s fearsome stare did nothing to alleviate the pressure.
“Sister Mary Jane!” the ponytailed Blanche runs towards them, breaking the thick air of tension.
The nun silently thanked the kid for disrupting them. “Oh Blanche, what is it?” The nun asked the kid as she kneeled down to her level.
Daleon turns to face the little kid bestowing her a gentle smile. To which she gladly returned.
Before she could even answer Daleon bead his goodbye, “I’ll be going now. I have to see the ministers. See you later.” And then walked away.
Sister Mary Jane watched the retreating figure of Daleon. When he’s in a good distance she let out her breathe that she doesn’t know she’s holding.
Her action was noticed by Blanche, but asked nothing on her. She only tilted her head due to confusion, looking back and forth from Daleon to the nun in front of her.
“What’s wrong, Sister?” The kid asked.
Sister Mary Jane only shook her head sideways. “Nothing, why are you looking for me?” She then calmly inquired.
Blanche suddenly smiled at her and beamed. “Let’s fly the kite together!”
The older female’s smile became brighter and nodded with excitement.
“This way!” Blanche lead the way to the open grounds with lots of other kids playing with one another and flying their colorful kites.
The little kid is holding the sister’s hand, pulling it softly to where is Melody and Caspire.
Caspire is holding the string that connects his kite, while Melody is standing beside him and guiding him.
“Melody! Caspire!” The little Blanche called out their names. “Can we play with you?” She then asked.
The two happily responded with a bright smile and vigorous nod.
“Hold it like this sister and just let the wind carry it up.” Caspire explained how it works.
But when Sister Mary Jane is about to touch the string, the bell rang signifying that it’s time for them to come home.
Blanche lower her head and pout. “Aww I never got the chance to fly the kite.”
Melody pats her head and said, “we can fly it tomorrow again, right Sister?” She then looked up at the older female.
To which she replied with, “of course.”
When they’re in dining hall, another sister spoke. “Everyone! I have good news!” She beamed.
Everyone was silently with hopeful eyes. “There’s a family that decided to adopt from one of you.”
The children gasped and murmurs. “Next week, Hannie will be sent to your new family!” The nun said cheerfully.
Hannie is one of the oldest in the orphanage and she’s also the one who lives inside the longest.
The news she heard was like a miracle to her. For she was inside all of her life. And the image of her future outside brought her into tears.
As she cries, series of congratulations were heard.
“Don’t cry Hannie, we’ll send you lots of letters.” Micah said.
“Congratulations to you and your family!” Karen beamed.
“I will miss you, Hannie!” Caspire said with tears on his eyes as he run and hugged her.
Hannie wiped the tears on Caspire’s cheeks and said. “This week, I will play all day with you guys.”
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