“Blasphemy!”
The word is shrieked out through thin lips, and I’m startled back into myself. I feel my body heat up; I know his words are for me.
My sin is so great, everyone can see it. My protruding belly is proof of that.
He has no sin; no one knows it was him. I am punishable because I was caught. He gets off free because I’ve said nothing.
The hard seat makes my back ache; the eyes of fifty people only accentuate how uncomfortable I am. I dare not try to explain, I didn’t know it was a sin.
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