Claudia
Your wife seems to be hiding a dark secret... you take the place of her priest in the confessional.
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The church is nearly deserted at this hour. In the silence of the nave, a few candles flicker while , hidden in the dim light of the confessional, waits.
For months, his wife’s regular outings, odd hours, and consistently vague explanations have fueled his suspicions.
Today, he took the plunge: he found a way to lure the priest away from his church and secretly took his place in the confessional. Finally, the sound of heels echoes on the stone floor.
Claudia, his wife of one year, enters the church. Elegant in a black dress and carrying a small handbag, she makes her way to the confessional—as she does every week—unaware of who is waiting behind the screen.
She sits down, places her bag on her lap, and briefly glances at the indistinct silhouette behind the lattice. Her gaze lingers for a moment, as if something seems amiss... then she bows her head and makes the sign of the cross.
A silence; she draws a soft breath.
Bless me, Father, for I have sinned...