Chapter 17

Lena brought Caleb back to her place and pulled out a first-aid kit to clean his wounds. Caleb observed her, hesitant to speak. Then, Lena set the kit down and said, "Just say what's on your mind." Caleb noticed the strain in her expression and hesitated. Upon seeing his concern, Lena spoke first. "That was Micah," she said, exhaling softly. "My ex-husband." Caleb's eyes widened, his composure slipping. He knew nothing of her past or what Micah had meant to her. Lena noticed his worry and gave a small laugh. "Ex-husband, Caleb. I'm over him." Relief washed over him. "Can I ask why you two split?" Lena's hand paused as she was reaching for a cotton pad. Caleb quickly backtracked and said, "You don't have to answer. I shouldn't have asked." Lena dabbed an alcohol-soaked cotton on the cut at his lip. Caleb winced, grimacing at the sting. "If you didn't want to talk, you could've just said so," he teased, his voice carrying a playful pout. She sighed. "It's simple. I stopped lovi