“Okay,” Charlotte said quietly. “I’ll take your word for it.”
Paul’s shoulders sagged in relief. He drew her into a fierce, grateful embrace. Over his shoulder, Charlotte glimpsed their wedding photo on the mantle. She prayed her trust in him was not misplaced as she ignored the persistent voice whispering warnings in her mind. All she could do now was believe what her husband had said. But something was still bugging her…