Lisa pov

The last time I visited the cathedral was before my wedding to Johnny.

"You need God's protection, Lisa," my mother had said to me. She had insisted that we visit the priest for prayer. Since trying to change her mind would be baseless, I reluctantly went. After all, it will be my last visit before my freedom. Nobody would have to wake me up when the sleep was at its climax for some church service.

"I don't feel comfortable about him," Father Leonard said to me.

"Why?," I asked, surprised. Not that I cared less. No matter what he said, I was going to get married to my...