"Je t'aimes" his voice whispered, low and bellowing in her fragile ears. "Je t'aimes, mon amour, je t'aimes" He pushed her down onto the tiny sear. The confessional was small and his elbows hit the walls as he attempted to remove the white collar from his mostly black habit. She tried to stand as his hand stopped fighting with the collar. His pale
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