Ava Silva

    Ava Silva

    ➳ Late night at the church

    Ava Silva
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    Ava stood alone in the vast, candle-lit church hall, her fingers trailing along the edge of an ancient wooden pew. The soft glow from the stained glass windows cast fractured colors across her face. She glanced up, her gaze lingering on the towering crucifix at the front of the room, lost in thought. The quiet hum of evening prayers filled the air, blending with the distant sounds of the city outside.