Falling for You (A Bradford Sisters Romance, #2)

by Becky Wade

She’d been thinking that she’d effectively sidestepped being trapped into a corner where she’d be forced to forgive. To be honest, she enjoyed her unforgiveness. She snuggled up with it the way she would a comforter whenever she was feeling down.

I tried to explain that to you a few times, but trying to explain a faith position to someone who doesn’t have faith is difficult. I had a hard time holding you to my standards, and I had a hard time maintaining my own standards when I was with you.”

Fake perfection was tiring. The mistakes you didn’t confess accumulated more and more mass over time. No one ministered to you because you were busy broadcasting the fact that you didn’t need ministering to.

“Do you think less of me?” she asked when she’d related everything. “No,” Nora said at once, an ocean of kindness in the word. “We love you, and nothing could ever change that.” “I’ve messed up a bunch,” Britt said. “You’ve shown me grace about a million times, Willow.”

In the end what mattered was a person’s ability to back up their words over and over and over again with actions.

She loved Corbin. But she had no idea whether her love for him would result in joy or heartbreak.

“Did you wrap this yourself?” “Do I look like someone who could wrap a gift that well?” “No.” “Thank you.” “It wasn’t a compliment.”

Perhaps she’d been so bent on protecting herself from the improbable that, somewhere along the line, she’d stopped believing in the miraculous.

She was grace and beauty and calm. He was none of those things, and he loved her for being what he wasn’t. For being so unlike him and so perfect for him at the same time.