âWow! I used to possess such incredible abilities.
â
âYes!â Caleb smiled warmly, acknowledging my reaction with understanding.
Yet, amidst the wonder, a sense of emptiness crept in.
âBut now, all I have are fragments of memory, occasional glimpses of the future.
It feels like a fraction of what I once was,â I confessed, a tinge of melancholy coloring my tone.
Calebâs reassurance came like a balm.
âItâs alright.
Abilities Like yours donât just fade away.
Theyâll return, perhaps when your memories do.
â
âOkay,â I replied, though uncertainty lingered.
A hush settled between us.
After some time, I felt the urge to broach the topic of our feelings, but Caleb and I spoke simultaneously.
âAre youâ¦â
âYou and that man.
.
â
Our words collided, tangled in confusion.
Caleb, ever the gentleman, deferred, âYou first.
â
Reflecting on Calebâs previous responses, I asked, âCaleb, when you found me, your reaction seemed rather subdued.
Moreover, Dylan mentioned that you hadnât been actively searching for me after my disappearance, leaving him to venture alone to the border.
Arenât we supposed to be husband and wife? Why would you behave in such a manner?â
Calebâs silence met my inquiry, leaving a heavy weight in the air.
Gathering my resolve, I continued, âHave your feelings for me disappeared?â
Calebâs silence spoke volumes, leaving me disheartened.
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In the fragile web of hope Iâd woven, Caleb was the shimmering thread that held a sliver of promise.
Even amidst the fog of lost memories, his presence stirred something profound within me, a secret longing I couldnât decipher.
But now, Caleb shattered that delicate fantasy.
After a prolonged silence, Calebâs voice broke the quiet, his face etched with remorse.
âIâm sorry, Debra, I canât explain it, but since your were taken to the other world and the severance of our mind link, my feelings for you have faded away.
â
âFaded away?â I echoed, my voice barely a whisper, my chest tight with pain.
âYes!â Caleb confessed.
âI felt a pang of jealousy when I saw you with someone else, but the depth of emotion I once harbored for you is gone.
To be honest, Iâm not even certain if I no longer care for you.
â
Despair washed over me like a relentless tide, bitter and cold.
If this were true, what reason did I have to linger?
With my husbandâs feelings for me gone, wouldnât my return only serve to amplify the awkwardness between us?
And then, a chill settled over my thoughts as I recalled the woman from yesterday, whose familiarity with Caleb and striking beauty had not escaped my notice.