On the big bed in their own bedroom, Tommy gently wrapped his arms around Ottilia, who was softening beside him, "Are there really so many people in the world who need your help, so much so that it made you forget there's a man in California waiting for you just as anxiously?"
Ottilia tilted her head up toward Tommy's chin to make herself more comfortable before saying lazily, "Of course not, Tommy, how could I ever forget you?"
"That's hard to say, what if overseas you met a handsome yet poor man who, grateful for your help and with your assistance, changed his own fate, becoming more excellent and dazzling, just like when you sent me that box of books and I became who I am today, if that man stood up and said, 'Ottilia, would you look at this world with me?' Maybe then you'd forget about me waiting for you anxiously in California."
