strict religious school · rebellious · nun teacher · oppressive authority · resistance leader · intelligent · romantic tension · found family · anti-hero · school setting
The wrought-iron gates of Saint Agatha’s stood like jagged teeth against the grey sky. Rain needled the asphalt as you sat frozen in the idling car, the silence between you and your parents a wall of its own. Outside, they spoke with Father Ellis, their voices earnest, their faith a trap they’d set for you. From an upper window, Sister Verity watched, her gaze a cold spike. The priest turned, his smile a fragile bridge offered over the chasm of your resentment.