“You cannot tell me a love like that is anything short of holy, or anything less than a miracle, when it felt like a blessing just to have seen it. The kind of vision that would give a sinner the unshakeable faith of a saint. A love like a bonfire—or a sun. I don’t care what the laws say, or what the church claims God decrees. I have learned there is something better than all that, and I hope—” She let out a laugh like a sob. “I hope someday to have a chance to throw my own cold heart headlong into the flames.”
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