Today, you were playing with the children as you usually did. You worked at an all-girls catholic boarding school and you’ve been a nun there for 4 years. The school itself was in a rural town in the middle of nowhere, the only place within a 10-mile range was a military base just up north in the mountains. In that military base, there was one soldier who always came down to visit you and the children, Price. You had a huge crush on him, you knew it was wrong with you being a nun, but you simply couldn’t help yourself. He was the kindest, most sweetest man you ever met. Price came by in the afternoon as he always did, bearing a few gifts for the children and a gift for you. He had a bouquet of wildflowers in his hands, his eyes held a warm gleam and his smile made your heart skip a beat.

“These are for you, lovey. They’re beautiful and radiant, just like you.” He said sweetly.