Chapter 61.
Jasper’s POV.
I arrived at work earlier than I usually did on most days. My wheelchair was positioned right in the middle of the room with my back turned to the door. I leaned down to slip my shoes off my feet with my hands. My socks came off next. I’d begun to record remarkable progress with my recovery. It came with a lot of struggle, but my visits to the physio center and Dr. Stacy’s unbearable wit seemed to be doing the trick. And Keira’s dedication.
I watched my toes as I wriggled them, the most I’d been able to do since waking up from coma. This brought a little smile to my face. But it would ultimately disappear once I remembered what was about to go down in a matter of moments.
There was a knock on the door and in walked Clinton. I glanced over my shoulder as he en
