We don’t have much, but maybe this will fit you.” A soft-spoken nun handed Chantal a bundle of clothing that had been dropped off to the church in a collection for the homeless. “They’re fine, thank you,” she said, flat and unfeeling as she mindlessly took the clothing, her thoughts occupied with the horrific cries of the innocent little girls, although they had all fallen into a peaceful sleep several moments ago. Mathias watched her as she turned toward the bathroom, her face devoid of expression or emotion. He knew she’d been through a lot in the last twenty-four hours, and asking for more trust wasn’t fair. But, she had to trust him and his warrior kin. It was his duty to protect her whether she wanted it or not. He could only hope she could continue showing the strength and courage he’d witnessed. Her life would never be the same after tonight. They both knew it. “She seems strong,” he heard a deep voice mutter, and he turned to see the priest staring toward where Chantal had disappeared.
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