Nolan’s POV
I may not know who I am. But I am confident I am not a dependent person. I guess it’s because I get so frustrated with myself when things don’t go right. Which is a lot lately.
Sam is an amazingly kind and patient young woman. She’s always there for me, supporting and providing for me. While I wait to figure out who I am. She may get things wrong, but she is willing to try. Like when she shaved my face, she must have cut me a dozen times. She apologized and put a small piece of tissue on the wounds. Weirdly though, when I looked in the mirror, my wounds had repaired themselves.
When I first met Sam, she got me a few items from her gym friend. But there was a condition attached: I was to meet them. Not being able to get around. That would have to wait, as the crutches S
