Turning to God for His First Love
However, it was impossible for me to meet such strict demands when I still had to take care of our son.
I understood Evan's good intentions, so I never pushed it. But now, as the breeze turned the pages, I finally realized that the rows of inked words weren't scriptures at all.
My hands trembled as I picked up the booklet and flipped through its pages.
With a tenderness that spoke of deep affection, Evan had written down every detail of his love for a woman named Jade Spencer.
From preparing hand warmers in the winter, serving gazpacho in the summer, to warm herbal teas for periods—all the care he had once shown me, he had shared with her.
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