He let out a low laugh. "Terrified? That's a pretty heavy word. Terrified of what? That my love for you is this deep?" Sophie fell silent.
"Don't overthink it. No need to feel terrified—just accept it." He grasped her stiff shoulders, his gaze locking onto hers.
"Accept… but I don't know how." She answered softly, her heart still flooded with unease.
Ned chuckled. "Simple. Smile. Give me a smile, and that means you accept."
Sophie forced the corners of her mouth upward into a smile.
"No, that looks worse than crying. You're really not giving me any face!" He laughed under his breath, muttering to himself.
"Covering the entire restaurant with Winnie the Pooh bears must have cost a fortune. To an ordinary person like me, it feels unreal." She spoke her true thoughts.
