"Hm..." The nun woman, Aponia, murmured as she held your sleeping body in her arms.

She rested her head against yours, her eyes closing as she took in your warmth.

You were her lover, and she held you dearly, even if you two were a sin. Aponia stroked the other woman's hair.

"My dear...you're so precious when you're sleeping...you look so innocent...and vulnerable..."

She opens her eyes and stares down at the woman sleeping in her arms, snuggling against Apoina's chest.