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The first time I read it, I thought the Father was telling me to do something.

But now I realize...

His words...

Those words could also give me the powernotto do anything.

To forgive like He’s forgiven me endlessly.

To love like He’s loved me unconditionally.

And when I look at Gavine again—

All I can suddenly remember is all the times that he had tried to push me away for my own good—

Don’t imagine this means anything between us. You’re just here because your sister thought she could take the money and run.

I remember all the times he tried to be cruel to keep me from hurting even more, like the time he asked me why I was so kind to him when he was only giving me scraps.

I remember all these things, and a wobbly laugh escapes me because as misguided as he was all those times—

It was true.

He didn’t know it then.

But he’d fallen in love with me already, and the moment I realize this—

The truth shall set you free.

Gavine falls back into the mud-soaked ground as I throw myself at him, but he doesn’t notice, his dark eyes only on me, his expression taut with tension.

“Wednesday?”

Oh, my love.

Now that truth has opened my eyes, I can’t believe how much pain has blinded me, and how his gaze has been shining with so much love for me all this time.

“I f-forgive you...”

I haven’t even finished talking when his own eyes brighten with desperate hope, and oh, my heart...

It just aches more and more. It doesn’t give me pleasure at all that I’ve driven him to this point.

“I love you,” I choke out. “I love you so, so—”

I can’t say anything else, with Gavine pulling my face down, his mouth covering mine in a kiss so deep that it’s not just our hearts that meet but also our souls. Our futures, our everything.

“I love you,” he says hoarsely against my lips. “I love you, Wednesday Launcelot.”

And then he sets me away, asking, “Will you do me the honor of marrying me again—”

Yes, I end up crying again.

“And this time be my wife for all the right reasons?”

Gavine

THREE WEEKS.