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... silk, sheets vast enough for a coven, pillows scattered like offerings.
Candles flickered on nightstands, casting golden pools that danced over the women’s faces—flushed, eyes wide with the blood’s vibration, a mix of holy terror and unspoken ache.
These were her chosen: all virgins, bodies sealed like sacred scrolls, hearts pounding with the weight of lifelong denial.
Sister Mira, lithe and dark-haired with olive skin and sharp features, her curiosity flickering like a ...
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