As night deepened, the bedroom door was pushed open gently.
Caleb walked in, her face carrying a hint of caution. "Dominic, I'm sorry about this afternoon. I was too impulsive. I shouldn't have lost my temper with you or pushed you down."
Without waiting for Dominic's response, she simply lifted the covers and got into bed, gently wrapping her arms around him from behind.
Dominic felt the warmth at his back and let out a sigh, his voice tinged with exhaustion. "Let's sleep."
The bedroom fell silent again, and soon both of them had drifted off.
But in the dead of night, Dominic was jolted awake by a sharp pain in his left leg. The ache was worse than during the day, like countless needles stabbing into his bones. He couldn't help but toss and turn.
Caleb was quickly roused, her voice
