“Which changes options.”
“Not the ones I want.”
His voice sharpened.
“I want the six years back. I want to wake without checking whether my head hurts. I want to run upstairs. I want to remember asking you to marry me.”
My chest tightened.
“No amount pays for that.”
“No.”
“So don’t call me lucky.”
“I didn’t.”
“Felicity did without saying it.”
“She said the result was favorable.”
“Same thing.”
I took his hand.
He let me, but his fingers remained tense.
“I’m sorry.”
“You didn’t cause it.”
“I sounded excited yesterday.”
“You were.”
“The number shocked me.”
Noah looked down.
“I haven’t thought about money properly since I woke.”
“You weren’t able to.”
“You showed me accounts. I forgot half of it.”
“That is why we reviewed one category at a time.”
“And now there is four hundred thousand dollars because my brain is damaged.”
The sentence hung between us.
I turned off the engine.
“We can put it somewhere safe and do nothing.”
His gaze lifted.
“What?”
