She retreated into her thoughts. Her eyes suddenly lost their anger and her face softened, and he grew angry. “You will find no answers or solutions in your thoughts. Talk with me,” he said, though it sounded more like a demand. “What is there to say to you? You lied to me. How do I trust you?” He not only heard the pain of her disappointment, but he saw it reflected in her eyes and it tore at his heart. “What would you have done if I had told you? You would have grown angry as you have just done, and then what? We would not have talked and gotten to know each other. I thought it best you got to know me, discover my nature, and see for yourself if you could care for me.” He made sense, though at the moment she did not want him to. She was much too angry with him. Had he been angry when he had learned that she was his wife? The question hurriedly spilled from her lips. “How did you feel when you learned we were wed?” It was a good question she asked and one he had not given much thought to.
