Their mutual hatred was understandable: Helena was an uptight child of God with a pure heart and soul (minus her violent temper and affinity for violence against heathens), and Daphne was a sinful delinquent with a hobby of “convincing” priests in training to break their vows of celibacy. ‘It’s just so easy!’
Helena walked down the hallway in between class periods. Xxnx “I-it f-feels… really… w-weird!” she whined. I want you to keep it inside you until we can meet up tomorrow. Plus it would let him quench his thirst for malice. Chapter 4
Lily whimpered with her face to the ground, feeling more humiliated than ever in her life. “I’m just enjoying the sight of the high and mighty “Saint Helena” falling behind everyone else.
