Chapter 177: The Pope

"Isn't that… the Pope?"

The whispers inside the church grew even stronger as their eyes soon landed on a single entity– an old man standing in front of the altar.

"D… don't point at him, bro!"

As for Hannah, she quickly pulled Riley's hand away, which was obnoxiously pointing towards the Pope.

"But Bella asked me where I heard the story from. I heard it from him."

"Can you– ugh, stop patronizing his stories, Bell!"

"I…" Riley could only blink his eyes a couple of times as he stared at the Pope,

"...I am not lying, though."

Some time ago; undetermined when, as the whispers that breathe through the air seemed to be stuck in a singular moment. A moment from the past that seemed important enough to be forever frozen in the minds of the people; important enough for them to not only reminisce but also to rebuild.