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Liam
“Are you okay?” Max looks at me intensely as I try to properly stand on my own for the first time since we were attacked.
All the muscles in my stomach and chest scream and I have to bite back a cry of pain, my legs shaking, but I’m standing. On my own. Without anyone holding me up.
I take a few tentative steps. “Yeah.” My voice is tight and it’s hard to focus on much, apart from how much it f*****g hurts to stand up. But I’m doing it, which is much more than I’ve been able to do for days.
Max pushes his wheelchair closer so I can sit in it and I gratefully take it, even though sitting down shoots even more pain through my body. f*****g hell... I really do not advise getting your side all shredded, muscles do not appreciate that.
Then Max takes the handles at the back of the w
