How could she say that after this beautiful night they spent together? The warm feeling around Cordeliaâs chest disappeared immediately, being replaced by something that felt like her heart was breaking. âIf itâs that what you want.â 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 mindâŠ
Ignoring the blondeâs obvious discomfort was easy, easier than anyone would have thought possible. What good could come from worrying about othersâ feelings and needs? Mary Eunice was far above Cordelia and everyone else residing within the walls of the Asylum. âAnd close the door, God knows people here have no respect for their superiorsâ privacy.â 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 Euniceâs deadly gaze remained focused on her own lap, thumbs toying with each other.













