Chapter 049 Tampered Grave

SEVEN

Did I just hear you say finally? What do you mean? Finally, you would get insight on what I have been up to? Or finally, you get to hear that I have recovered fully.

Sorry to burst your bubble.

I'm still confined to this goddamn wheelchair. To say that the last five years were the hardest for me is an understatement.

Every day, I tried to walk on my own two feet. And each time, I landed on my butt like a damn little kid. My legs were just as good as fine useless sticks. Physiotherapy was useless. I went through so much pain, but it didn't help matters.

On most days, I spent my time all alone in my room. The Williamsons put up with me for some reason. Maybe because Becky had threatened her brother and father that they would never see her again if I was ever thrown out. Her father probably didn't give a damn whether I stayed or left. But Alaric... I was sure he would give anything to get rid of me.

Anyway, that's that on how I have been living for five years. Tonight, I was feel