How could she say that after this beautiful night they spent together? The warm feeling around Cordelia’s chest disappeared immediately, being replaced by something that felt like her heart was breaking. “If it’s that what you want.” She moved her empty eyes away from the nun, not being able to look at her beauty any longer. Without any more words, the blonde stood up and made her way to the door, only looking back once, hoping that she would have changed her mind…
Ignoring the blonde’s obvious discomfort was easy, easier than anyone would have thought possible. What good could come from worrying about others’ feelings and needs? Mary Eunice was far above Cordelia and everyone else residing within the walls of the Asylum. “And close the door, God knows people here have no respect for their superiors’ privacy.” Though she took the time to say a few last words to the woman who not three minutes ago was laying on her bed, being worshipped and pleased by the Devil, Mary Eunice‘s deadly gaze remained focused on her own lap, thumbs toying with each other.















