"Honestly? I want to be married to you. You know that. Maybe we didn't get married in a way I wanted to do it, but that doesn't change the fact that I do want to be with you for the rest of my life." Dick looked down at her hands, brushing a thumb over her ring finger. "That's why I bought the ring. But it's not something I have much doubt about. You do. That's why you keep talking yourself into it and out of it."
His gaze kept going back to the envelope on the table. "I think we can do it. We were married for months without any problems. The fact that we didn't know about it does mitigate that accomplishment, but still, I think that we can make it. I'm certain we can. Even if we do get the divorce, I'm certain that we will. But you just have to ask yourself, 'when I wake up tomorrow, do I want to wake up next to my husband?' If the answer is no, then you know what to do."