By her expression, Dilah didn’t believe him either. “Dad told me. He said, ‘That man has never considered another person his whole life.’ And I defended you. Because that’s not what I saw. I thought he misunderstood you. I thought…” Something gave in her expression. She was looking at him, looking and looking and trying to find him there, whoever that man was that she thought she loved. And even though she was too proud to plead, her face was betraying her. “Let me think about it. Give me a week. You can move here in the meantime. Just let me think about it.”
