Chapter 631 You Really Do Know Your Tea
Tilda hadn’t expected to run into someone she knew at the abbey.
The moment Devin’s gaze landed on her, recognition flickered instantly.
“Well, look who it is. Never thought I’d see you here, Tilda.”
She arched a brow. “You know who I am?”
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“Of course. Since you came to pray, why not stop by afterward? I bought a small plot here and built a cabin–it’s perfect for visitors.”
This wasn’t the broken, withdrawn figure Jude had once described. Devin didn’t look like a man who had locked himself away from the world, ignoring even his son after his wife’s death.
Standing there with a young monk’s hand in his, Devin seemed composed, his eyes calm, like the surface of a quiet lake. But there was no emptiness in them–only a gentle glimmer in the sunlight. He didn’t look like a man whose heart had turned to stone.
“I see. Lead the way, then.”
“Gladly.”
Devin led her toward the main hall.
After lighting candles and incense, Tilda sat, closed her eyes, and bowed her head before the statue of Christ.
I should have prayed sooner. I don’t know if God is real, but I do know this–I’ve been given another chance at life, and I still carry every memory of my past. That’s undeniable.
Since I’ve been granted this beginning, I won’t waste it. No matter what lies ahead, I won’t back down. Whether good or bad, right or wrong… that judgment belongs to God.
She set her candle in the center of the chapel and laid down her small prayer board. When she opened the Bible, a verse stood out at once: Trust in God’s timing. A quiet, knowing smile curved her lips.
Yes. Let things unfold as they’re meant to. Fate has its own path. As long as I stay true to myself and make the choices I believe are right, that’s enough.
Other people’s judgments don’t matter. All that matters is the faith of those I love.
After leaving her offering, Tilda stepped outside, where Devin was waiting.
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Chapter 631 You Really Do Know Your Tea
“Where’s Nick?” she asked.
“The photographer just took him to get ready.”
Tilda glanced at the crew moving equipment nearby. “Make sure the parents and photographers keep a close watch on the kids. I’d hate for anything to go wrong here.”
Devin regarded her evenly. “You’re not as cold as people say.”
“And what do they say?” she asked lightly.
Normally gossip didn’t bother Tilda.
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