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Oh, my. Victoria reached for her bun. Was it disheveled from Cillian’s fingers?

“You’re red as a rose, Vicki.” Robert’s teasing smile said it all.

Mortification rose in Victoria’s chest. What an example she was setting for?—

“That’s because we just got engaged!” Cillian’s announcement drew whoops from Hank and Robert and congratulatory exclamations from the others as they gathered around.

As Victoria returned their hugs and cherished their joyous response, her gaze found Cillian’s. In that moment, he seemed to be thinking what she was.

This was God’s timing, not theirs. They were together at last, exactly when they were supposed to be, ready to embark on a future with each other, walking with the Lord.

And in His providence, not a moment of their lives or their love story had been wasted.