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    The Saintess had wept throughout the night, leaving her pillow soaked with tears.

    In spite of the attention she had received thus far, the Saintess’ knowledge regarding love was scarce.

    She had never even imagined that she, as a Saintess, would engage in romance. After all, to her, most humans were merely tools.

    She may have felt compassion for someone, but she had never been in love.

    Should the Saintess discuss ‘love’, it would undoubtedly be in the realm of spiritual reverence. Such was the strength of her devotion as a Saintess of the Church of the Heavenly God.

    However, just one man, who met her that day, flipped her whole world upside down.

    For the first time in her life, she developed romantic feelings.

    Her daily life took on a different turn.

    Because of someone, she found herself laughing and crying, eagerly anticipating each day with a fluttering heart, as if she were a girl experiencing the thrill of her first love.

    It was a sign that she, like any other human, was capable of experiencing emotions.

    It wouldn’t be strange to say that, in matters of love, she was as pure as a blank canvas.

    She had no understanding of how individuals closed the gap to become lovers, nor did she know how their relationship progressed after they had established that connection.

    Therefore, the word she heard yesterday was all the more shocking to her.

    ‘Hit-and-run’– Was she one of those pitiful women who got ‘Hit and run’?

    Though, of course, it had only been three days since Ian hadn’t come to see her.

    Based on Ian’s behavior up to this point, it seemed doubtful that he approached her with any malicious intent. There might have been circumstances impeding his arrival, and it wouldn’t have been surprising if he turned up today.

    That would be the most logical judgment.

    But the human heart does not always follow logic.

    Thus the Saintess, who fell in love for the first time, felt her tears well up at the mere possibility of it to be true.

    Before she knew it, she had comforted herself several times over the growing anxiety in her heart.

    She was so afraid of parting that she decided to let go of her feelings instead.

    That’s right. Let’s not expect anything.

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