"Dear Mother Mary, does she love me?"

"Dear Mother Mary, does she love me?"

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The current year is 1823. Three young novices of the catholic church recently got enrolled into the local catholic school, Saint Peterson's Nunnery. But, there is one girl that tends to fracture the rules a bit. Her infamous name is Genevieve. Soon to be, Sister Mary Genevieve. Though, there is one girl in particular that Genevieve finds to be interesting. This said girl is named Carmella. Her best friend, a childhood friend, even, is Eleanor. These two women don't tend to break the rules, you could even say they're scared to, but Genevieve sees to show a liking toward Carmella for some reason. !!!THIS STORY IS NOT A MOCKERY OF CATHOLICS!!! we are just doing this for fun :)
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