Page 108 of The Rancher Married the Wrong Sister
I take her small hand in mine, threading our fingers together. “I love you,” I whisper.
And just like Wednesday...
Her shy smile blooms across her face as soon as she hears the words that have become our anchor. “I love you, too.”
Pastor Lee beams at us both, raising his voice to address the crowd.
“We are gathered here today...”
This time, when he asks if I take Wednesday to be my wife, I don’t hesitate. I don’t look away. I stare straight into those stunning violet eyes and say the words like a vow.
“I do.”
And when it’s her turn, she whispers those same two words with tears of joy streaming down her cheeks.
Thank You, God.
I thought I married the wrong sister.
But I was wrong.
His ways, His thoughts, like always, were higher than mine.
And I can never thank Him enough.
The End
