Olivera couldn't suppress a smile as Kaden mentioned he agreed with whatever she said. It was a familiar sentiment, one that spoke volumes without words. She knew him well enough to recognize that his compliance stemmed from a deeper longing – he had missed her, and his desire to embrace her was palpable.
As she looked at Kaden, her emotions swirled like autumn leaves caught in a gentle breeze. It had been months since she last saw him, lying motionless in a hospital bed, caught in the grips of a coma. The memory of those agonizing days flooded back – the uncertainty, the fear, and the unbearable waiting. Now, seeing him sitting before her, alive and speaking, filled her with an overwhelming sense of relief and gratitude.
