Stefan quietly stared at Dorothy, watching her go crazy openly.
"This isn't normal, Stefan. The other day, I saw you struggle to stand. You fell, you were in so much pain, yet you couldn't cry because it was hard to even speak. Then overnight, you're suddenly walking and talking like nothing happened," Dorothy said. She couldn't understand the algorithm—something didn't add up.
"What's so hard to believe? I recovered after nine years. Why do you make it sound like it happened overnight?" Stefan asked, furrowing his brows.
"It did happen over nine years, but it feels sudden. I know you understand what I'm talking about," Dorothy replied.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Stefan shrugged.
"Stefan, a cripple don't just walk overnight" Dorothy said and Stefan's face changed, he l
