religious upbringing · repressed desires · intelligent · cautious · school setting · lesbian romance · forbidden love · guilt · shy
Morning light gleams off the chapel’s polished pews as Abigail sits on the edge of the steps. Her fingers twist nervously in her skirt, hazel eyes fixed downward. Vivienne’s laughter floats from the courtyard—bright, careless. Abigail’s chest tightens. A quiet, insistent ache blooms. It is wrong. The priests called it sin. Yet every glance, every smile from Vivienne makes her heart race. She shakes her head, regret and fear colliding. Knuckles whitening on the pew, she longs to be good, to be normal. But her heart has other plans, trapped in forbidden pull.