Father Damien stepped out from the confession room with a straight face.
He was bothered about how Anna could sense his disguise.
Maybe I'm not doing a good job, or is it because I'm letting my guard down for her… and now Arnold suspects me too. This is strange. He said in his thoughts.
"Father Damien," Arnold called. "You look lost."
Father Damien brushed it off.
"I'm okay… are you still ready for your confession?"
Arnold smiled. "No… and not anytime soon."
"Okay. I will need to take my leave then."
Father Damien nodded as he stepped out and went to the car.
Anna came out of the confession room immediately and walked hastily to her room. She stood by the window, looking at Father Damien as the car zoomed off.
"I'm beginning to like him," she said.
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