Nicholas p.o.v.
On the dark cloudy night, I again limped through the back gate, my steps were slow and quiet as I climbed the stairs, didn't want to awaken Alexander and others in the rectory. The tapered cilice belt that I wore around my thigh slashed into my flesh as I walked and yet my soul descanted with the pleasure of service to the Christ.
Love is sin.
I repeated the same words I had been chanting like a mantra for the past three days, since I'd finally accepted that I love her, and for me; that was the biggest sin I could ever commit. A priest loving a woman, and not any woman, his own daughter! Heinous.
Jesus had provided me shelter and purpose in my life, I'd sworn my self to him, even loving my own flesh and bones is unpardonable, how could I love someone else, that is ab
