The cathedral Cecilia had led Ian to was a place he knew well.
Although he hadn't been there all that often, he had visited a few times as a child on school field trips. It was the largest cathedral in Incheon.
Cecilia entered the cathedral without hesitation and headed toward the old priest sitting near the entrance. Ian followed her, dragging the sack along.
“……Oh, Sister Cecilia. What brings you here?”
The priest, who had been reading the Bible, spotted her and stood up. He gave a brief bow to Ian behind Cecilia, then put on the glasses he had taken off. Cecilia wore a faint smile.
“It’s been a while, Father Stefano. Have you been well?”
“Yes. The grace of God rests on my shoulders, so how could anything wicked come near me? I’ve been healthy and well.”
“That’s a relief. I hope God’s grace is with the other brothers and sisters as well.”
“Of course. More importantly, what brings you here, sister? Have you run into something that needs support?”
Before long, the two of them had begun speaking fluent Italian. Ian, unable to understand a word of it, glanced around the cathedral with a bored expression, while Cecilia flicked a look at him and replied...
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