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... ed by the crowd and the priests alike, the square fell into a silence.
Then, without a word, one of the nuns—clad in ceremonial black, her expression as cold and unreadable as Joy’s stepped forward.
In her hands, she held a crystal vial filled with holy water. She uncorked it without ceremony and poured it over Joy’s hands.
The water splashed over her skin, washing away the thick red that coated her fingers and wrists, as if absolving her of sin itself. Joy cupped some of ...
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