Divine Temptations

"Father, what seems to be the problem?" The fellow priest asked Father Henry, his voice filled with concern, as he returned from chasing Khana through the corridors of the monastery.Father Henry forced a weak smile, trying to hide the turmoil in his heart. With a hesitant voice, he replied, "N-Nothing, the lady left something behind, so I tried to return it for her.""Oh, that beautiful maiden?" said Henry's fellow priest, his eyes sparkling with curiosity.Henry nodded, his gaze drifting into the distance. Then, with a heavy sigh, he said, "I would like to rest for a bit. So, please take over."He made his way to the priest's resting chamber, feeling the weight of the world on his shoulders. Collapsing onto the edge of the bed, he clasped his hands together tightly, his fingers trembling. With a vacant stare fixed upon the floor, he could not comprehend how he had missed the opportunity to recognize such an angelic voice—the voice that had haunted his dreams for years.Placing his p

Father Henry was getting ready to go to church. He caught a glimpse of himself staring at his reflection in the mirror. His heart beat faster when he laid his eyes on his cheek and remembered what happened at Khana's last visit. He could vividly remember everything when she asked him to walk away or turn around. He's frozen in place upon hearing— 'You really remind me of someone. Please turn around if I have mistaken you for someone else. And if my intuition is right, please walk away.' He was too scared to turn around, torn between his desire to see her and his fear of revealing his true identity. His heart pounded in his chest as he grappled with the monumental decision before him. He knew that turning around would mean facing the woman he had loved for so long but had to let go. The seconds stretched into an eternity as he weighed his options. He whispered a silent prayer for guidance, seeking strength from the same faith that had compelled him to become a priest and conceal his

The hospital corridor echoed with hushed whispers of concerned family members and friends, their eyes red from both exhaustion and tears. The air was thick with anticipation, and every passing second felt like an eternity. Everyone's attention was fixed on the disheveled man from the church, while Father Henry stood outside the emergency room, his clothes still damp from the rain that had provided little comfort.Richard glanced in the direction of the priest. He stood up straight and approached the man wearing a dirty cassock. Then he uttered, "Father, can I talk to you for a moment?"Henry nodded and walked alongside the man who was wearing a dirty tuxedo. They remained silent until they reached the fire exit.The groom took a deep breath and reached out his arm to touch the priest's shoulder. He looked him in the eye while saying, "Thank you for being here, Father, but I think you're a bit overwhelming. You can visit her when she wakes up. I know you're a good person, but people mi

The accident had left Khana with a suspected case of amnesia, erasing the memories that tied her to the hospital. The door creaked open, and Priest Henry walked in, his eyes filled with a mix of concern and relief. Khana's heart skipped a beat, and her lips were moving, but no words would come out. She was simply staring at him as he walked closer to the bed where Khana was seated.The priest approached her bedside with a gentle smile, his voice carrying a warmth that resonated in the depths of her confusion."Are you feeling better, Khana?" he asked.Khana gulped, and her gaze shifted from the priest to the door and back to the man who had visited her ward.Without warning, the priest embraced the lady.She could feel a threatening explosion building inside her chest. Khana looked away and refused to move, even though God knows how much she wanted to hug him back."I... I don't know," Khana stammered, avoiding his gaze. "I don't know who you are," she added, followed by an almost whi

But Khana shook her head, her eyes glistening with tears she hadn't yet shed. "It's not just about trust, Richard. It's about us. About who we are together." She paused for a moment to take a deep breath. "And right now, I'm unsure if that's enough," she added.The weight of her words hung between them, creating a suffocating silence. Richard wanted to reach out to her, to hold her close, and never let her go. He was hesitant to sit next to her. He felt guilty for starting an argument. Such was the unexpected ending of an argument he had never seen coming."So what are you saying?" Richard asked, his voice barely audible over the pounding of his own heart. Deep down, he wished not to hear the word he had already concluded in his mind. He hoped that she would never break up with him.Khana took a deep breath, preparing for what she was about to say. "I'm saying that we should end this now. I don't want to get married anymore."Richard knelt and pleaded. He grasped the hem of Khana's w