Odella was filled with anxiety as she trailed Caleb to his car. The apprehension she felt for him intensified. She could tell that Caleb was seething with anger as he expertly maneuvered his wheelchair toward the hotel exit. His driver was stationed at the front, right beside the vehicle, and he promptly swung the door wide open for his master.
With a combination of the car's handgrip and the front seat's backrest, Caleb efficiently transitioned his body into the backseat passenger position, all in a matter of seconds.
‘I didn’t know he could handle it by himself.’
She usually witnessed someone assisting Caleb in getting in and out of his Audi. It seemed that, on this occasion, Caleb wanted to demonstrate that he could manage it independently, especially since they were in public vie
