She didn't love him. She'd never love him. Anna knew better than to think in absolutes, knew that she shouldn't assume she knew better than her father, but she would never love Samuel. Not if she was given a thousand years, not if he were actually closer to her age. She was hardly twenty-one. Hardly out of age for going to Sings and getting to court properly, her Rumspringa wasn't even finished. Her father thought he knew what was best for her. Samuel was an absolute nightmare though. He was almost thirty-five, married once but his wife left to be English. When Anna had first heard about this she felt terrible for him. It was horrifying to think that someone you pledged your life to could just leave you behind without a second thought. To live a life neither of you were familiar with. Anna couldn't imagine how selfish and cruel his ex-wife must have been. Leaving behind a chance at growing a family, at starting a life together, sounded outrageous- Until she properly got to know Samuel.