Ang was sort of amused that he'd hidden it under the mattress, but she took the little box and sat up to open it. The lid flipped up easily, and she looked inside.
Seeing what was inside, Ang froze, her heart rate jumping. Could this? Did this mean? Oh god, what if? Slowly, because she was afraid she was dreaming and didn't want to wake up, she looked at Alec. "Alec? It's beautiful. I have to ask though, why?"
Hope, that slowly fading thing, was being held back by sheer effort of will. She didn't want to read too much into the gift, to jump up and down in excitement, only to be knocked back down because it didn't mean what she hoped it did.