DAMIEN’S P.O.V “Oh shit,” I cursed under my breath, realizing too late that I’d given myself away. Her eyes widened, her lips parting slightly as she stood there, frozen in the doorway. “You’re… standing,” she repeated again, her voice barely carrying across the room. I didn’t say anything. My first instinct was to grab the desk for support, pretending like it was nothing, pretending like I hadn’t just exposed my years of carefully guarded truth. “Yeah,” I muttered after a pause, forcing a steady tone that sounded even fake to my own ears. “I can try just for a minute. The doctor said I could try to stand once in a while.” I blurted out confidently, eyes staring deeply into hers. It was a lie and I knew from the way her brows furrowed that she wasn’t buying it. Her eyes darted down to my legs, then back up to my face, as she tried to piece together what she was seeing. “Damien,” she called out slowly, “You told me you couldn’t...” “Don’t,” I snapped, cutting her words shar
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