Page 125 of Love Unscripted
He wanted his father’s advice.
So now, as they sat over a steak dinner at the Taste of Texas restaurant he was grateful when Robert finally opened the door.
“You and Camille seem to be getting along again,” Robert said casually.
Aaron shrugged. “Well… we’re friends. We’re not enemies.”
Robert didn’t respond right away. He chewed a piece of steak, washed it down with a mouthful of beer, then wiped his mouth with his napkin and studied Aaron thoughtfully.
“You’re far from enemies, Aaron. I think it’s obvious to even a blind man on a trotting horse that you two have feelings for each other. A few months ago you were telling me how much you loved her. What happened to make you doubt that?”
Aaron took a slow breath. “You know that Camille filmed the season finale ofShadow Peak, right?”
“Yeah. I heard about that.”
“What did you think?”
Robert glanced off toward a quiet corner of the restaurant, while considering his response. “I thought maybe it was connected to the producers dropping the pending lawsuit. Like it was part of a settlement or something.”
“Mmm,” Aaron murmured, chewing a chunk of meat.
“Was that what happened?”
“Something like that.”
“Okay.”
Aaron set his fork down carefully. “The thing is… she kept it from me. As soon as she finishedEsther, she went off and filmed those scenes in secret and never said a word to me about it.”
“I see.”
“And whenever I asked what she was doing, she’d get vague. Cagey.”
Robert studied him for a moment. “Did she ever actually lie to you?”
Aaron exhaled. “No. Not outright. But it still felt deceptive.”
“Why do you think she handled it that way?”
“She said she thought I’d be angry.”
Robert lifted a brow slightly. “Would you have been?”
Aaron hesitated before answering. “Maybe. I’ve made my feelings about that show very clear. I don’t understand how, as a Christian, she could feel comfortable filming it in the first place.”
Robert nodded slowly, thoughtfully. “Then she probably wasn’t wrong to think you might react strongly. Maybe even judge her for it.”
Aaron’s jaw tightened, but he didn’t interrupt.
“You can understand,” Robert continued gently, “why someone might keep something close to their chest if they’re afraid of disappointing the person they care about. Perhaps she was trying to work up the courage to tell you.”
Aaron leaned back in his chair. “Fine. But what does that say about her? About her character?”
Robert’s expression softened. “Honestly? It tells me she’s human.”
Aaron looked at him.
“It tells me she cares deeply about what you think of her,” Robert said. “It tells me she’s still growing in her faith. And it tells me that trust—real trust—is built over time, it doesn’t happen overnight.”
