A figure knelt in front of the altar, her palms pressed together in prayer. This was no other than Natalie who had spent almost the whole day at church praying for the safety of her child and for the plan to pull off successfully.
"Lord, this is my last chance to make it up to my daughter, please bring her back to me safely." She prayed desperately with tears in her eyes while staring at the image of Jesus Christ on the cross.
Natalie had always been religious however after the series of misfortunes that happened in her life, she lost her faith, but now, she would do anything, even if it meant reviving her lost faith, just so her child could come back to her.
She went on praying until her throat was parched, her knees were arching from the stress put on them and she was tired as hell. Natalie was unable to go on any longer, but still, she wouldn't give up. Perhaps, if the lord saw her efforts, he would have mercy on her poor soul.
