DEA
My recovery is faster than anyone expected. Just a few days after the incident, I was already walking on my own without the need for Arthur to shadow my every step.
“We’re going out,” he said one afternoon while I was staring at the beautiful field of flowers before me.
Cleo told me Arthur planted this garden for Maria who loved flowers so much that their whole house back then was filled with all kinds of species of plants.
“For what?” I asked, thinking that maybe he wants to take me on a stroll to the forest again.
“Just to get some good air.”
That’s all he gives me as he reaches for my arm at the doorway and holds my body closer to his warmth like I can’t even move on my own.
“I’m fine,” I whispered, chuckling at how he almost swung me into his arms. “I am not disabled, Al
