~~Scarlette~~
“So… I use a wheelchair now?” I asked, my voice shaky as he dragged the chair from the corner near the window. His other arm still held me like I was made of glass.
“It’s just temporary, huh?” he replied. “It’s not like your legs are totally damaged. I’d be damned if it gets to that stage.”
He pushed open the bathroom door and gently lowered me into the wheelchair.
I tried to hold back my tears. But my chest was tight, and my mind was cracking apart.
My life…
It sucked.
It was the kind of life that made you wish you were never born.
The kind that made you regret marrying your first husband.
The kind that made you wish you had the perfect glittery life people only display.
I watched Liam as he turned on the water tap in the tub, letting it run.
He dipped his hand in
