Odella took a moment to ponder Caleb's question. She closed her eyes, savoring his presence, and allowed her imagination to conjure him even more vividly. Her gentle caress traced the contours of his face, her mind's eye painting a vivid portrait.
Not a single tear escaped her eyes, but a profound sadness weighed upon her. The thought of losing him for a second time was a daunting prospect, especially since she had no one else in her life at the moment. She had opened her heart to this man countless times, making leaving him an inconceivable option. This time, as long as he was with her, as long as he was hers, everything would be all right.
Odella sensed that her love for Caleb had grown even stronger than before, as she had evolved from a simple Odella into a woman who knew exactly w
