"You arrived back quite late," Nyarla commented, taking another bite of her cookie while reading her storybook. "Yeah" was the only word Luiza could muster. Her mind was a chaotic mess, and Nyarla glanced at her from the corner of her eye. Luiza's dress was disheveled, a dark bruise marred her collar, and she moved with haste. Nyarla was speechless. She had never expected her sweet friend to be so risque. Nyarla chuckled softly. After all, who was she to ask?
Luiza rushed to her room, the burning desire within her feeling both strange and new. She yearned for something more, something deeper, but she stopped herself. Lust was a sin.
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Since that day, Luiza hasn't seen Hael. She felt too shy to face him after what
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"You arrived back quite late," Nyarla commented, taking another bite of her cookie while reading her storybook.
