CINDY’S POV A week ago, I left Texas in a wheelchair. Today, I walked back in on my own two feet. The surgery wasn’t even the hardest part. That was done in a few hours, under the hands of the best surgeons in the world. The real hell started afterward, learning how to stand again, how to take one step without wobbling or collapsing. There were days I thought I’d never walk again, days I wanted to scream and rip out the IVs, but Ric was there, every single day. He pushed me, held me up, told me to try again, again, again until I could finally stand without help. Until I could take steps across the cold hospital floor, holding my head up, not looking back. And now, I could even walk in heels. When I caught a glimpse of myself in the hotel mirror, it was like looking at someone else entirely. My makeup was flawless, the dark liner making my blue eyes sharper, my lips glossed and shiny. The sleek black dress hugged my waist and hips, the silver necklace at my throat g
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