The day I stepped in Blackwell Prison to serve lifetime imprisonment, I accepted my fate. But when I saw the sweet and innocent face of the nun who lives among the predators of the prison, I knew I was a goner. I would count the hours to be at the confessional just to see her face through the divider. But somewhere along those meetings, I started to feel something for her. She was forbidden and yet my body and soul yearned for her. I wanted to make her mine and I was willing to do anything for that. However, I could sense a darkness captivating her and I had to know about it, before it was too late.