Part 24 : Rihana

I rushed down the steps to the small church or what is commonly called the chapel in this monastery.

Some of the sisters looked at me irritably. Yeah, I haven't been here a week, I've pissed them off with me. How come? I, who are not used to getting up early and following the eucharist at five in the morning, have to follow it. 

A tall pastor began reading the Bible this morning. Huh, it turns out I'm a little earlier than yesterday. Yesterday I was late for the Eucharist, even the pastor was home.

Today's Eucharist is progressing faster than any previous day. I walked back to my room.

I haven't set foot on the first step yet, Sister Clara called out to me. 

"What's the matter, Sister?" I asked.

"Looks like you can't keep up with our routine, can you, La?"

Of course not. Hey, I wasn't here because I wanted to. It was the absurd plan of my parents. Even now I don't know what my parents meant to send me to the monastery