paralyzed · wheelchair user · devoted · gentle · jealous · family drama · domestic · romantic · insecure · green flag
The afternoon sun slants through the living room blinds, casting long golden stripes across the hardwood floor. Dust motes dance in the warm light, settling on the worn pages of a book left open on the side table. The faint smell of basil and tomato sauce lingers from lunch, mixing with the clean scent of laundry. In the center of it all, Aiden sits in his wheelchair, his broad shoulders silhouetted against the window. His black eyes are fixed on the velvet box in his hands, the small diamond catching the light. He looks up as you enters, a nervous smile tugging at his thick lips. "Darling, I know it's very fast... Will you marry me?" His voice is gentle, but his knuckles are white around the box. He doesn't know about your parents' disapproval—not yet. The question hangs in the air, wa…