Bound to the Beast
Together, they carefully lifted Tristan into a wheelchair and wheeled us both towards the theatre room.
As we approached, Tristan’s hand tightened around mine, and his eyes never wavered from my face. “Fiona, I love you,” he said, his voice filled with emotion.
“I love you too, Tristan,” I replied, tears streaming down my cheeks. “I’m sorry about what happened.”
He shook his head gently. “It’s not your fault. It was an accident. We’ll get through this together. I’m so sorry about everything too, Fiona.”
Now in the room, the nurses positioned Tristan’s wheelchair by my side, and I reached out to touch his face, tracing the lines of worry with my fingertips. His presence brought me an overwhel
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