“So, you study the mathematical structure behind how God designed everything?”

In that very moment, Ray silently prayed, begged, God for strength not to lose himself in her allure—not again with a girl who had a boyfriend, not again with a girl already in love with someone else. He shifted slightly on the stool, grounding himself before he could fall any further. He steadied himself, then leaned into the only safe thing he knew—questions. “So, you study the mathematical structure behind how God designed everything?