All Chapters of SIN FOR ME, VIRGIN NUN: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

CHAPTER 002CELESTE:It was early in the morning and the sun hadn’t risen yet, but I didn’t care. I quickly changed into my habit and headed out of my tiny room. I made my way to the chapel and sat down in the front row, rosary clenched tightly in my hands.The unholy image was still etched behind my eyelids, and even when I closed my eyes in prayer, I couldn’t get it out of my head. “Get thee behind me, Satan,” I muttered, caressing my rosary.A shadow loomed over me, causing me to raise my head. My blood ran dry. It was Sister Theresa. She was an elder nun, but since day one, she had never liked me. Something about seeing her in person was even more terrifying.If I didn’t know any better, I’d have thought that she knew what happened in my dream, with the way her eyes narrowed on me with deadly precision.“Good morning, sister.” I bowed my head to greet, my voice low.She didn’t say anything; instead, she allowed an awkward silence to stretch out between us. “Why are you here?” she

CHAPTER 004CELESTE: The strong scent of his cologne wafted into my nostrils; it was intoxicating, like a sweet mix of wood and lavender. It wrapped around me like a memory, the same intoxicating fragrance from my dream… from the refectory.Then came his smile—slow, deliberate—and this time, I saw them clearly.Dimples.God help me.The butterflies in my stomach erupted into a frenzy, their wings beating against the walls of my restraint.“Okay… I see you don't do well with introductions,” he quipped, his voice teasing, snapping me out of the trance I didn't realize I’d slipped into.I folded my arms across my chest, lifting my chin in what I hoped passed for composure. “You already told me your name. Back at the refectory.”“Not properly,” he countered smoothly.“So… Christian Adam,” I said slowly, tasting his name on my tongue. “I suppose I should return the courtesy. I haven’t properly introduced myself either. But you seemed to know who I was already.” My gaze swept over him bef

Chapter 006CELESTE: I was leaning against the stone walls in the orphanage lobby, staring into space with vacant eyes. Everyone had a solemn expression on their faces. “These children, they deserve so much better,” Esme said softly beside me.“They do.” Alice approached me with a teddy bear in her hands. “I want you to have this,” she said, looking up at me with her wide eyes. My eyebrows knitted in confusion. “Me? Why are you giving me this, Alice? It’s your favourite teddy, which helps you sleep at night.”She shook her head slowly. “The others say I’m a big girl now, and that I need to stop sleeping with my teddy. Plus I want you to have it, so that when I’m gone, you can use it to remember me.”Tears stung the corners of my eyes as my nostrils flared. I covered my mouth with my palms to hold back the sob that threatened to escape. “Alice… you don’t have to.” My voice was soft and choked with emotion. She shouldn’t feel this helpless. She was only but a child. Too young to unde

CHAPTER 008CELESTE:My heart skipped a beat, and I squealed out of joy. “Oh, thank the lord!” I exclaimed, jamming my hands together as I looked towards the ceiling with a faint smile, a sigh of relief escaping my parted lips. Sister Theresa blinked a few times, her expression unreadable. “This is excellent news,” she began, stepping forward. “But who might this donor be?” she asked in her dry, cracked tone.Mother Lucia beamed brightly. “We will all meet with him in due time; I don’t want to say too much just yet,” she replied. Alice raised her head. “Does that mean we get to stay here?” she asked joyfully. “Yes, it does.”She jumped on her feet a few times excitedly, and when nobody was looking, she made sure to stick her tongue out at Sister Theresa, who didn’t take the gesture lightly. “Why, you little—”Her words were cut short when Father Elijah walked in, his lips curling into a warm smile. “Oh, I believe our mother in the Lord here, Lucia, has shared the good news with yo

CHAPTER 10CELESTE:Matteo’s presence radiated importance. His suit looked expensive—too expensive for a mere visitor—and his polished charm put the entire staff on high alert. Sister Joan was already offering him tea like he was the Pope himself. And me? I stood a little straighter, smoothing out the front of my plain habit.So this was the man who saved us.The man who kept the roof over their heads. The man who gave the children another chance.The benefactor.I approached cautiously after everyone else had had their fill of small talk and fluttering gratitude. He was standing by the courtyard window, arms folded behind his back like someone surveying his land.I cleared my throat. “Excuse me, Mr Bellanti?” The name was sweet against my tongue.He turned, pleasantly surprised. “Yes?”“I just wanted to say… Thank you. From all of us. What you did—it means the world to us. The kids, the staff… me.”He blinked, then offered a modest smile. “You’re very welcome. It’s an honour to suppo