Chapter 49: Party Time
Brielle tapped the well-used deck of Tarot cards against the simple three-legged table in her new bedroom, quietly contemplating all the things that had happened earlier that day. Father Thomas's words flickered back and forth within her head, like moths gathered about a single flame, both bringing her a sense of peaceful certainty as well as a feeling of dread. If I forgive him for what he did to my family then there will be nothing left to protect my heart against him. How can I give up my anger up when I know that if I do I will get my heart broken? I know I love him…as surely as I know the sun will come up tomorrow but I cannot abide the thought of loving someone who does not care for me in the same way. Could I live with just a friendship? Could I handle being near him without loosing my mind? I will not make a fool of myself…Going through the dramatic shuffling techniques Marie had taught her, she absently flipped a card out of the deck and onto the table.