36: AN APOLOGY

Simon glanced at his wristwatch, it was past 6 pm and the fifth meeting he had had that day just came to an end. He sighed, that was also the last meeting for the day, he hoped the burdens of things eased from now on.

It's been two weeks and he had been busy as shit. He had practically traveled around the country in a bid to correct everything that needed correction and luckily they had been able to correct it, thanks to his professional team.

If there was anything he had learned from all this, it was to never give depression a chance, it only ruined more things and repaired nothing. If he hadn't been staying couped up in his room all those years, there wouldn't have been so much to correct right now.

At a time like this, the only thing that seem good was the fact that he was always seating in a chair all day, with the amount of stress he underwent even right there in the wheelchair, he couldn't help but imagine what it would be like if he wasn't seating on one.

Watching Asher looki