How long?
The question remained unanswered even after four years. I already lost count how many times I asked Caspian when the contract would end but he always evaded the question. Caius will now turn four years old in a week's time but the anxiety of parting still grows inside me, day by day.
"Wait until Caius can be separated from you."
That's what he always used as an excuse but even after that, long days and months passed until it turned into years. Seasons already changed multiple times but his answer remained. And we already moved into a new house. Like a stone fixed into his place, he never moved on the spot of contractual husband. Although we never actually wrote a formal contract, the two of us already had an agreement.
"Papa!," Caius jumped from my lap and ran to the entra
