<blockquote>My god gazes at me, His eyes intense and unreadable. In one fluid motion, He closes the space between us, pulls the scarf from my head, and pushes His face into my hair.
“What are you doing?” I cry, stumbling back.
For fifteen years I have been a devotee, cloistered from the company of men, but my god’s expression is unmistakable. He regards me with hunger, as if He wants to devour me whole.
I scream and run from the chapel.</blockquote>
➤ I read the mc as being ace
