If Gina were thinking properly, she'd consider how ridiculous she looked. She was standing at the edge of his living room, holding a book with the sort of reverence and fear one normally reserved for an unholy relic of Satan's collection. Her thin figure was draped in clothing that made her look almost like a skeleton, and the dark circles under her eyes made her appear all the less like a member of the living.
Fingers clenching on the book, she took a few steps forward at his nonchalant answer. His smile was pleasant, but something wasn't right. It just wasn't right. She saw a slight tremble running down his spine, and she couldn't help the sudden desire to throw the book at his head and demand a real explanation.
"It's not that popular," she said, voice choked. "The Count took an advisory role to Fernand after his return..." Tears winked in her eyes as she took a few more trembling steps towards him. "Xavier," she said, expression pained. "I just found out that my husband has been lying to me about our finances for months. I-I can't handle another lie like that...please." Her fingers shook as she held the book close. "If there's something you aren't telling me...please...tell me now."