Elize was in the bedchamber feeling as if she had stepped into a movie set of a fantasy movie, which just got real. Even as the inky blotch in her left eye was increasing rapidly and she thought that might become blind in that eye soon, she couldn't help feel upbeat about her new surroundings. When Caleb came back, he found her adjusting her head oddly in order to look at the intricate paintings on the ceiling. He bent over her, pressed his elbows on either side of her body and pressed a kiss to her lips. "How are you feeling?" he asked as he tucked hair behind her ear, while still balancing himself on his elbow so that he doesn't crush her with his weight.
His warmth suffused her. She smiled as she rolled her head to look at him clearly and replied, "I am doing good."
Knowing that she was only saying it to him to not draw attention on her ailment, he kissed on her forehead and then tucked her head under his chin. "I love you."
