MY SECRET MATE: LOST MEMORIES.
I expected a defense from her, but she smiled and gestured at the bed for me to sit.
“I’m Nina,” she wheeled to me, reaching for a handshake.
“Jasmine,” I took her hand as I sat. “How are you holding up?”
She shrugged, looking at her legs with a soft chuckle. “I got to get used to not making use of my machines,” she chuckled, referring to her legs. A chuckle was stirred out of me, very short but reliving.
“I’m sorry that you had to go through that,” I apologized. This time, she gave no actual response, just a smile, and slight nods. “Do you still feel any pain?”
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