LEAH'S POV

It was a sin. 

Father, forgive meㅡ it was a sin. But it was one I couldn't stop committing.

I lay awake at early dawn when other nuns prayed and I touched myself. Imagined it was him. That soft sultry voice of his as he said the morning prayers washing over my skin. His large calloused hands slipping under my veil, wrapping around the crucifix as he fucked me on the altar.

I was going to hell for it.

And I wasn't sorry.

“ㅡLeah, you're doing it again.” A stern voice jolted me out of my daze and I jerked, clutching the heavy books tighter to my chest....