*Ami*
"Amelia please stop doing that". Cory closes his eyes and turns his face away from me, something he is doing to often these days
I sigh, feeling an odd sensation as Cory addresses me with my full name. "The physiotherapist says we have to do it as much as possible, to wake up the nerves and create connections," I tell him, trying to sound reassuring and not to bossy.
It’s been three days since we started this routine. I carefully massage his legs, trying to coax them into life. He needs to start his rehabilitation as soon as possible, and I’m determined to help him get there.
“I can’t stand it, okay?” Cory’s voice breaks the silence, and I see tears welling up in his eyes again. “I can’t stand that I can see you touching me, but I can’t feel it.”
Pulling him into an embrace, I a
