She was surprised and confused about what it meant. He then told her that she had crossed the line and it was so over for her. Slight argument lead her to say that he'd be going to hell. The man let her inside, and she started to judge him.
Nun had arrived to preach about the truth to a man. So let's all strive to be the best versions of ourselves, and not worry so much about the superficial things in life.
In the end, it's not our appearance or our holiness that matters, but the way we lived our lives and the impact we had on others. We should live our lives to the fullest, and not worry so much about what others think of us. It's a shame that she died with shame and irony, but perhaps it's a lesson for the rest of us. Just be nice to people, and karma might not hit you this hard. It's a reminder that in the end, we are all just human, and that death is the great equalizer. Her headscarf was gone, her black gown almost revealing her body, making her the most immodest to say the least. It's ironic, isn't it? The very thing that she preached about, modesty, was thrown out the window in the face of death. Her holiness left her body, and she was no longer the well-dressed, good-looking woman that she once was, but more revealing than that one girl she once called a wh0re. This woman may have preached about modesty of clothes, but in the end, she was just another lump of flesh after he ended her life. The Nun, who judged about good and bad, modesty, clothing and all that has faced something she never believed would have happened to her.
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