As he took the book from her hands, she fought the urge to cry. She didn't know what he was going to do, but his words were starting to make her head ache. What did he mean, he already told her? He told her nothing. He and Lucas had hid their finances from her, and now he was hiding whatever this was. She was tired of being kept in the dark, and she wanted answers.
Watching his face change was dizzying, and her stomach twisted despite itself. Clutching an arm around her abdomen, she looked up at him with a vulnerable, nauseated expression. As his features began to settle, she felt a weight inside her drop from her heart down to her legs.
Jaw slack, eyes wide, she stared at him with growing confusion, fear, and overwhelming joy. All three emotions clawed at one another, fighting and gnawing, to leave her staring blankly at him as he spoke. His question teased fresh tears from her eyes as she extended a trembling hand to his face. Her fingertips brushed his jaw as if to try and see if he was real.
"Yes," she said softly, tears spilling over her cheeks. "Yes, I do," she choked.