Saint Bad Boy by Abby Chance Page A

commit to the order, its a lifelong commitment and there is no turning back.”
    Sister Janice was right. As I got older in this order, the more difficult it was to recuperate and get back to starting over in my new life. I had to control my longings, while I explored my options outside the convent.
    “ You’re right, Sister Janice,” I said. “I’m committed.”
    “ Good, I’ll see you downstairs in a couple hours for afternoon prayer.”
    Sister Janice turned around, but I had one last request before she headed downstairs. “Sister?”
    “ Yes?”
    “ Can I have the internet back?”
    Sister paused and contemplated the question for a moment. “Yes, but remember what I said.”
    “ Of course.”
    She left my room. I sat back in my chair and stared at the crucifix hanging on the wall. I asked God, “They say you create us in your image. Then why do you condemn?”
    I didn’t know the answer. In fact, I suspected few did. But one thing I did know was this: I would never, ever forget my days of sinful pleasure.
    “Bad girl,” I whispered...and smiled.
     
    The End
     
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