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Feeling emptier than ever, amidst the holy and unholy, Beatrice looked at Ava once more. Looked at her playful eyes, her ever present smirk, her now flushed, alive cheeks. Beatrice’s body was so warm it almost felt like a fever, and she knew there was nothing else that could do to make her feel better.
So, she dropped to her knees once more.
Ava looked down, their eyes meeting. Beatrice was not sure of how to act, exactly, but there was one thing she was definitely certain about.
Beatrice knew how to worship.Beatrice has always been hungry for something she cannot name. One night, in the candlelit silence of a chapel, the statue of Saint Ava breathes. And for a few stolen moments, Beatrice’s devotion takes on a new form.
