Chapter 18
Last night Rebecca had cried like never before.
Then sometime around morning she swore she’d take better care for herself. If she ever fell in love again, which probably wouldn’t happen as her heart was still raw over Bart, then she’d be smart. She’d put herself first and not just let herself feel so much, so fast.
Bart was right to want to go slow.
So now that Bart had showed back up, she needed to squelch the impulse to throw herself in his arms and forgive everything.
Not now. He didn’t love her and that was like a weight that made her feel heavy, ugly and awful.
In the light of day, with Bart staring warmly at her, she realized her fears had been nonsense.
She might not be from his world, but she had spirit and grace and beauty. She was different, but that was okay. S
