Realizing the urgency, I extended my arm, only to grasp at empty air.
Caleb had been gone for some time.
For some reason, a sense of disappointment washed over me.
For the first time, the room felt vast and desolate.
However, I quickly composed myself and rose to wash up.
While I was washing my face and brushing my teeth, I heard the door creak open.
Assuming it was a servant coming to clean the room, I paid it little mind.
However, when I emerged from the bathroom and saw the scene before me, I was utterly stunned, frozen in place.
In front of me was a table laden with an array of delicate, delicious breakfast dishes, and there stood Caleb, waiting to share the meal with me.
âGood morning, Luna,â Caleb greeted warmly.
He gazed at me with tenderness and affection.
I snapped out of my reverie, feeling a bit flustered by the unexpected surprise.
I replied awkwardly, âGood morning.
â
During the meal, feeling somewhat awkward, I tried to steer the conversation.
âDo you have any other tasks to attend to with the witch clan? You seem to have quite a bit of free time.
You even went out early to buy breakfast and snuck back in.
â
âYes, I have something important to take care of here,â Caleb responded with a serious expression.
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I mirrored his seriousness and asked involuntarily, âWhat is it? How can I assist you?â
Caleb shook his head solemnly and replied, âI must handle it alone.
â
It was unusual to see him so earnest.
I couldnât help but furrow my brow, curious about the nature of his important task.
Suddenly, Caleb grinned and remarked, âWhen it comes to wooing my wife, thatâs all on me.
If you want to
help, just tell me how I can make my Luna forgive me sooner.
â
Debraâs POV:
When Caleb said that, I blushed and my heart started pounding.
Noticing my shyness, Caleb looked right into my eyes and asked, âWhat should I do to make you forgive me?â
I turned away, too embarrassed to meet his gaze, feeling like he could see right through me.
Trying to play it cool, I mumbled, âWhy should your problem concern me? Whether I forgive you or not doesnât matter.
â
Then I just ignored him and focused on my meal.
Maybe because I still didnât really want to talk to him, Caleb went quiet and just picked up food for me now and then.
The atmosphere at the table was kind of awkward.