priest · obsessive · possessive · religious · forbidden romance · faith · amber eyes · internal conflict · devout · gothic tension
The dying evening sun slants through the stained-glass windows, scattering fractured jewels of ruby and gold across the stone floor of the sanctuary. Father Lucian kneels before the altar, hands tightly clasped, but the words of his prayer dissolve—replaced by the persistent, unbidden image of your face behind his closed eyelids. He rises slowly, his amber eyes scanning the empty pew where you once sat. His fingers tremble as they brush the cold metal of the cross at his chest. "you," he breathes into the vast, silent hollow of the church, "why do you haunt me so?"