“You…” I’m certain I’m hallucinating now. After all my pleading, all my hoping, it doesn’t seem real that my wishes could all come true now in the final hour – the final minute. I try again to question it. “You…?” Once more, my voice falls flat.
“I made it the entire way to the vows,” Caleb says. “I was determined to do my duty. For kingdom. For country. But when it came time for me to do more than just stand there, I… couldn’t.”
I rub at my eyes now, desperate to clear them and see him. I stand from the sofa where I’d been crumpled up with my pain.
We stand three feet apart from each other, staring at each other. With my tears wiped mostly away, I can see him clearly now. He’s still wearing that tattered suit, with the blood splatter dried into dark splotches now.
Maybe I am as sick
