~Elena~
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A week had passed since the incident and Asher was recovering fast. I was seated beside him on the bed, his hands on my thigh while the doctor changed the covering.
When he was done, he faced us.
"This will be the last one, after this the next focus will be getting rid of the scar," he said. "Also, his legs are recovering well, he will be able to stand on his own soon and pretty much walk later on."
"That's great news," I smiled, "thank you so much."
"Can you leave us for a moment, honey?" Asher asked, squeezing my thigh one last time before taking his hand off.
"Sure," I stood up and walked out of the room.
I stood outside the door, straining my ears for whenever Asher would call me back. As I began pacing, I couldn't help but recall the doctor's word
