Thomas continued, “It’s true, I’m a farmer, but we’re not struggling. My family owns thousands of acres, and we’ve done well over the years. I didn’t bring you here out of pity or obligation. I hoped you’d find a home with us, that we’d be a family together.”
Stunned, Margaret could only stare, the weight of his words sinking in. The life she thought was set before her was shifting, transforming into something rich and full of promise.
“You’re wealthy?” she whispered.
Thomas nodded. “It’s not the land or the money that matters, Margaret. It’s the life we build, the love we share.”
