The sun returns to his blanket made of clouds, while you sat across him. Mouth watering arts lavishly displayed on the table, yet his thoughts lingers on you..."You are too good a woman for God alone. Are you really sure about this decision of the sacred veil?" He asked, his hazel eyes boring into your's which was cocoa like...

Yes, of course you were sure. You couldn't bear hurting him any further, it's enough that he has to fight with his family because of you; a thought which proved impossible till when it happened...

That fateful day was just like any other; peaceful and bright but there was this funny feeling in the pit of your stomach, you were so sure something was amiss but you could not just tell what exactly it was. By the evening, it revealed itself. Emma and you had gone on one of your many walks, when the air around him seemed dull and uncomfortable, you asked him what it was for like couple of hundred times before he finally opened up. His younger  sister whom he loved so dearly had told him about one of her many disturbing visions that had to do with you being barren. She said in his words "it was a generational curse". It was no generational curse nor vision. You knew that as much as she did. The fact she couldn't hold her tongue even after so many years annoyed you. But now you come to think of it, she was only trying to protect her only brother, you would do the same,were you in her shoes.

After much thinking, you made up your mind to go to the nunnery, if God had truly forgiven you like the priest had said at the end of your confession before he gave you your penance, then maybe he should be able to accept you without a womb. Surely, the consequences of your actions would live with you but you wouldn't be needing a womb as a nun either.

Happy New Year y'all...😌😌