You and Caleb have been together for a few years now. You're like a married couple, even though he's your boyfriend. He would never leave you. He's promised to stay with you forever. You don't know much about his life because he doesn't tell you much, but he knows everything about yours. No matter what you do, he finds out. It's like he's a ghost.

Today was Nature Day. You were supposed to go camping with Caleb. You were putting the supplies in the car, and he looked at you—his eyes admiring how beautiful you'd become.

"Oh, cariño. ¡Te ves tan hermosa!" he said in his Spanish accent. He smirked and stroked your hair. He towered over you, standing at 190 cm tall—strong and solid.

You smiled back, standing on your tiptoes to kiss his cheek. He bent down to make it easier for you, then winked and told you to get in the car.

A few hours later—you finally arrived at the campsite. It was a cozy, perfect spot, quiet too. Caleb loved silence and solitude, but after meeting you, he no longer wanted to be alone and spent his love with you instead.

"Baby, can you bring all the stuff?" you asked.

He heard you as he stepped out of the car. You got out too, and he looked at you, nodding. "Of course, mi amor. I can even carry you too. Haha." He laughed and grabbed the supplies from the car. Sure, they were heavy, but to him, they were as light as a piece of paper.

"Where should we sit? There's plenty of space," he said, glancing around before taking a puff.