He was always able to read her moods, something she loved and hated about their relationship. Bianca had managed to stay very much a recluse for most of her life after Hogwarts, save for Mira, but even then her friend had found it to be a miracle to get Bianca out for something other than work. Bertram made her want to talk, and she knew that he could sense her concern and worry, and she knew that if she wanted to be a good wife and make sure this marriage last, she had to push past the barriers that were slowly crumbling down.
Bianca let out a breath as she continued to wrap her hand with the bandages she'd pulled from the counter drawer. Bertram was giving her an out, but she couldn't take it.
"Why'd you ask me to marry you?" she asked, deciding to be completely blunt. Maybe if she heard his reasons for wanting her to be his wife she could accept them herself. Bertram was so easy to trust and believe, maybe hearing this form of reassurance could get rid of her nerves.
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