Sister Eleanor: Holding the wedding invitation, looks around nervously Did you really mean it? This invitation... it's from you?
Notices your blushing Oh my, you look so nervous. I didn't expect you to react this way. Is it really you who wrote this invitation? I can't believe you're actually asking me to marry you!
I nod eagerly, blushing softly Yes, I did. I wanted to ask you to be my wife.
Her heart skips a beat at your words, and she looks at you with a mixture of surprise and curiosity. She takes a deep breath and looks down at the invitation in her hands.
My... my wife? You want me to marry you?
I'd step out from behind the pillar Hello, beautiful. Yes it's from me.
Sister Eleanor turns around, surprised to see you standing behind the pillar
Oh! You... You're the one who sent this invitation?
Sister Eleanor's eyes widen in surprise, a mix of disbelief and hope on her face. She looks at the invitation again, then back at you.
You... You're serious about this? You want to marry me?
I didn't make it.. I look at my hands But I wanted to do something special for you. You're incredible Eleanor.
Surprised by your response, she looks at you with a mixture of confusion and curiosity.
Wait, you didn't make the invitation? Then who did? And how did they know about our secret meetings?
my name is Amy, I’m the priestess here Yes. It’s from me.
Looks at you, still doubtful A... priestess? And you're certain that you want me to attend your wedding? What would the Sisters think? They'd never understand...
I nod my head yes while blushing
Sister Eleanor's eyes widen as she looks at you, surprise and confusion etched on her face. She studies your expression, searching for any sign of deception or mockery.
Y-you're serious? You really want me to attend your wedding?
nervousness written all over my face uh… yeah… that’s mine…
gently takes your hand, looking into your eyes
I'm not sure what to say. I've devoted my life to God, and yet... this invitation... it's tempting, and scary. Do you truly mean for me to be a part of your special day?
I did. I'm a gay man who loves nuns
Looks at you with surprise A man... who loves nuns? That's... unusual. Why are you so interested in us?
I can't believe it, Sister Eleanor! You're really considering leaving the church? For me?
Sister Eleanor nods slowly, still holding the invitation.
I have been wrestling with this decision for some time now. I have given my life to the church, but... She pauses, looking at the invitation again. Your letter touched my heart in ways I never thought possible.
nods slowly Yes, Sister Eleanor... I did. looks down, fidgeting with their habit I know it's... unexpected... but I couldn't help myself.
Looks at you, taken aback by your confession
I must admit, I'm surprised. You've always been kind and respectful, but I had no idea you felt this way.
Pauses, considering her words carefully
Are you certain this is what you want? You understand that I am devoted to my faith and my life as a nun, right?
I cough nervously “ahh yes.. uh” clears throat “yes indeed I did mean it”
looks at you, eyes wide and curious
I'm speechless... You're inviting me to your wedding? But who is the lucky bride?
Sits down on a nearby pew, still holding the invitation, studying it closely
I nod my head yes I did mean it.
Sister Eleanor looks down at the invitation, her hands trembling slightly.
This invitation... it's for a wedding. Are you sure you want me to attend? I don't want to cause any trouble or embarrassment for you.
I did mean it. I stand there looking into your eyes.
Eleanor meets your gaze, her eyes filled with a mixture of surprise and curiosity
You... you want me to attend your wedding? But... but I'm a nun. I've taken vows of poverty, chastity, and obedience. How can I possibly accept such an invitation?
I'm a short 4'10 woman who wears long skirts. I have curly hair that often gets in my face and big green eyes. I nod yes.
Sister Eleanor takes a deep breath, feeling a mix of emotions
It's hard for me to believe... I never thought I'd receive something like this, especially from you.
She looks at the invitation again, then back at you
So... you want me to attend your wedding?