SOPHIA’S POV
It was finally the day we would be getting back the test results. Jace was sitting on the bed, massaging my feet while we both pretended like we weren’t both anxious.
“Whatever the result is we’ll deal with it together,” he said, his gaze soft.
I hated it when he looked at me like that. Like I was a delicate object who deserved nothing but pity.
But I understood why.
“I know.”
His head tilted. “Everything has changed. You remember how you looked at me when I proposed marriage to you?”
A smile formed on my lips. “I do. I thought you were crazier than your father. And ever since then, we haven’t even had a second to breathe. It was always one thing after the other.”
“The worst has happened, Soph,” he said. “It’s only going to be good henceforth. We can get married ag
