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Chapter 4

ผู้เขียน: Kriya Chauhan
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The quiet had returned to the church, a blessed hush after days of noisy bikers. It was a relief, truly. But even the peaceful silence couldn't quell the turmoil churning inside me. The image of the head nun, our spiritual leader, defiling our sacred space, was a constant, gnawing presence. How long had this been going on?

I wanted to confront her, to demand answers, but every time I tried, the words would lodge in my throat. My mouth simply wouldn’t open. Around her, I felt utterly lost, awkwardly fumbling for composure, and I knew it showed. After a week of my strange behavior, Sister Ophelia, with her kind, perceptive eyes, took me for a walk one evening.

“Stella, you’ve been so… off around the head nun,” she began, her lovely face creasing with worry. “Did she do something to you?”

My heart rocketed into my throat. The realization hit me like a physical blow: my discomfort was radiating, obvious to everyone, even the head nun herself. As Sister Ophelia waited patiently for my ans
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  • Wrapped in rosary (Book 1 of Holy trinity series)    Chapter 4

    The quiet had returned to the church, a blessed hush after days of noisy bikers. It was a relief, truly. But even the peaceful silence couldn't quell the turmoil churning inside me. The image of the head nun, our spiritual leader, defiling our sacred space, was a constant, gnawing presence. How long had this been going on?I wanted to confront her, to demand answers, but every time I tried, the words would lodge in my throat. My mouth simply wouldn’t open. Around her, I felt utterly lost, awkwardly fumbling for composure, and I knew it showed. After a week of my strange behavior, Sister Ophelia, with her kind, perceptive eyes, took me for a walk one evening. “Stella, you’ve been so… off around the head nun,” she began, her lovely face creasing with worry. “Did she do something to you?”My heart rocketed into my throat. The realization hit me like a physical blow: my discomfort was radiating, obvious to everyone, even the head nun herself. As Sister Ophelia waited patiently for my ans

  • Wrapped in rosary (Book 1 of Holy trinity series)    Chapter 3

    "I'm not spending another minute with you. Take me home!" I declared to Ryker, who, with an infuriating smirk, casually munched his dinner like royalty. His unbothered demeanor didn't surprise me; I knew getting him to take me back to the Church would be a challenge. Realizing I'd likely have to get home on my own, I pushed away from the table and walked out of the restaurant without another word. The "Princess" didn't stop me, and for a fleeting moment, I felt a surge of relief—until I reached the door. Two formidable figures, a woman and a heavily tattooed, burly man, stood guard, blocking my exit.When I tried to force my way past them, the woman moved with astonishing speed, effortlessly scooping me up like a handbag. Before I knew it, I was settled back into the chair opposite Ryker. I stared at her, genuinely surprised. I hadn't expected to be picked up and deposited like… an inanimate object."Are you just going to keep doing this?" My escape plan thwarted, I turned my attent

  • Wrapped in rosary (Book 1 of Holy trinity series)    Chapter 2

    The next day, the morning prayer felt incredibly awkward. The disturbing images from the previous night haunted me, and the Head Nun’s voice seemed chillingly out of place. She prayed to God as usual, as if she hadn’t defiled the prayer hall the night before. Worse, the man who had tainted our Nun also attended the prayer. I could feel his burning gaze on me, but I kept my eyes tightly closed. I thought if he were out of my sight, he would be out of my mind. But the moment the prayer ended, he came straight to me. His presence made me anxious in all the wrong ways, and I glared at him as he tried to speak to me.As if my reaction amused him, he chuckled and turned to the Head Nun, "Head Nun, this young lady here helped me out once, and I've been searching for a way to express my gratitude, but she won't let me take her out for dinner to thank her. Maybe you can convince her". I gasped at his audacity and turned to the Head Nun, ready to decline, but it was too late. The Head Nun smile

  • Wrapped in rosary (Book 1 of Holy trinity series)    Chapter 1

    POV - Stella Grace. If you were to ask me what I liked most in the world, I'd immediately say Sunday mornings. I cherished them because that's when the townspeople would gather in the church to pray and bask in God's grace. I loved how the hallways of the church would fill with the light laughter of little children, brightening the entire surroundings. Their soft little feet padding around and their adorable faces always made my heart feel light. On Sunday mornings, I'd play with them like a child myself, which somehow made me feel even more content. Today was one of those Sundays I eagerly anticipated."Stella, hurry along! The mass prayer is about to start," Sister Ophelia called to me. Excited, I practically bounced behind her, heading towards the church hall, where I expected to see the usual townspeople.However, today the hall was almost empty, save for a handful of tall, burly men dressed entirely in leather. I frowned at the suddenly dark atmosphere, my excitement quickly fad

  • Wrapped in rosary (Book 1 of Holy trinity series)    Prologue

    POV – Stella Grace. "Sister Stella, please double-check if we have everything we need. If not, we'll have to buy it now; our next trip to this city isn't for another month," Sister Ophelia reminded me, her words carrying the weight of a long wait if we forgot anything.We lived in a quaint town a couple of hours away from this small city called Gramvale, so whenever we needed supplies, a trip here was essential. Since regular outings were forbidden for us, the Head Nun had arranged for us to visit the city just once a month."I've checked the list, and we have everything necessary," I assured Sister Ophelia, whose face creased into a warm smile as she noticed my dimples."I never realized how much you've grown over the years," Sister Ophelia sighed, affectionately patting my head. I was merely a newborn when my parents had abandoned me at the church gates. The Nuns found me, took me in, and raised me as their own. Sister Ophelia had been my primary caretaker from a young age, and ove

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