Chapter 154 CONFESSION BOOTH

Grace Aby 1.3k words

Sister Agnes Pov

The confession booth smelled like incense, and old wood. It also smelled like musk, like two people fucked each other violently in here.

I slipped inside and made myself comfortable in the worn little bench.

The lattice screen that divided I and the priest...

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