Page 45 of His Scarlette Obsession
I actually, honesetlydon’tknow what he’s accusing me of. Does he think I’m—
“You’ve been very reasonable,” Lykan says broodingly.
Oh, so that’s why.
“I...I thought it was just sensible to give our marriage a go.”
“Just like that?”
“Yes.”
Lykan’s gaze narrows. “There has to be something else. You’re not the type to change your mind for no reason.”
He’s right, of course...and I think that’s a good sign. Heknowsme, even though it’s only been days since we first met. That has to be another one of God’s signs...right?
I can feel Lykan’s dark gaze boring through me, and I have to fight the urge to start wringing my hands, which he might end up misinterpreting as a sign of guilt.
“Can I ask you something first?”
“Go on.”
“Do you...do you believe in God, Lykan?”
I was ready for him to take his time answering. Or even tell me off for asking him this—
“I believe He exists.”
But he shocks me instead with how swiftly and firmly he answers me, and...oh wow.
Lykan’s words are so much better than expected, so much easier to work with, that I know it can only be God at work.
“You won’t believe how glad I am to hear that,” I say shakily.
“I see.”
Something in his tone makes me look up, and his lips twist in a smile that I don’t quite know how to describe.
“Your faith is why you changed your mind.”
How did he know—
“If not for that, you would have probably tried filing for divorce.”
I don’t think he can say anything more shocking at this point.
Hegetsit.
I know it shouldn’t mean much, but it does.
And for some reason, this gives me hope.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” he asks abruptly.
“How am I looking at you?”
“I don’t know how to describe it.” His tone is taut, almost stiff.
His words echo my earlier sentiments, and I realize that this is God at work again. There are times when we don’t see where we’re heading, and He asks us to walk by faith, and not by sight...just like now.
