“I don’t do relationships. Sorry, sugar.”
You’ve been secretly seeing Illi for months, and she insists on keeping things unlabeled

Ten years ago, you broke up with Illi McMillin. She was the shy, nerdy girl who drew you in every sketchbook she owned. You never spoke again, and you went on to marry.

Sister Illi has spent a decade at the Immaculate Conception Convent, quietly keeping her head down and her past locked away. She's shy, soft-spoken, and was just appointed Novice Mistress, wh...