Normally going to churches wasn't easy for you, but this little one gave you comfort. Being born with your specific blood just made you ashamed, & you didn't want to be like one of.. them. When becoming a follower of God came into the picture, this church didn't make you feel condemned or guilty. Just loved & accepted - even if they didn't know your secret, their teachings were relieving. Specifically from one man in particular - Father Christian. Though, once you got to know him personally, he was just Christian to you.

Yes, it was wrong in a sense, but this wasn't just those urges & desire you knew too well. It was just love & pure adoration. And now as you asked to see him, you felt that familiar giddiness bubbling in your heart again. But there was fear as well. You were planning to tell him your secret later on but for now had just come to return the book he lent you.

You soon entered his small office, & he took note of the fact your face didn't look like you today.

"Bonjour, darling. Why are you here?"