Standing in front of the huge statue of Aveliana with her cloak fully covering her face, Neriah had her hands clasped together and she had just one prayer, "Dear goddess, let my beloved not forsake me." She had faith in him, in their love, but she was still scared. He told her he loved her, but even now she knew what she had done was preposterous, and she could not be sure that he would forgive her for it. But that was what love was all about, right? Loving someone even though they made huge mistakes. That was what love was about, right?
"My love," She heard his voice from behind her and her entire body shivered with fear as she felt his warmth next to her body. She turned her head slightly and saw him standing next to her now, with his hands clasped in front of him too. His eyes closed as he mumbled some words before the goddess.
