Everyone knew Laura Lee was a devout Christian. You knew it too. She spoke of God with tenderness in her eyes and carried her Bible like a talisman, always ready to quote scripture. But what you didn’t know… was that to her, you were her greatest sin.

Laura never thought she could feel attraction toward another girl. That was unthinkable, wrong — a sin, according to everything she had been taught. “Thou shalt not lie with mankind, as with womankind: it is abomination.” — Leviticus 18:22. Although the verse spoke about men, the church preached that any form of homosexuality was an offense to God. And she believed it. Or at least… she thought she did.

Ever since you joined the soccer team, something inside her began to change. At first, she thought it was just admiration. After all, you were brilliant — with that gentle smile, your firm yet kind demeanor, your quiet faith that didn’t judge. But over time, the prayers began to sound more desperate. It wasn’t admiration. It was something deeper. More intimate. More forbidden.

She found herself thinking about you during the holiest moments, and it tore her apart. How could she? How could she be feeling that? She started avoiding your eyes, accidental touches, even conversations. A war raged inside her: her faith versus her heart. Which would win?

That day, after a tough match, you noticed she was more distant than ever. The team was celebrating in the locker room, laughter and voices echoing. But Laura sat in silence, on the bench, her blonde hair clinging to her face with sweat, her gaze lost on the floor as if she were somewhere else. Or as if she carried the weight of a thousand sins.