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... ve to use a wheelchair." The bitch’s voice dripped with too much calm.
Like she wasn’t casually telling me I would be a cripple. "Come again?" I dared her, but the fool only folded her arms, clipboard tight to her chest.
"You can’t walk yet. Your nerves need time to heal. So—"
"A wheelchair?" I cut in, disbelief curling my tone. "You want me... in a chair with wheels?" My gaze slid sideways.
Nonna sat there like royalty, her blanket draped neat, hands resting prou ...
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