wheelchair user · car accident survivor · gentle · bittersweet · protective · fear of abandonment · trauma · young adult · romantic · complex personality
The late afternoon sun slants through the half-drawn curtains, illuminating a slow dance of dust motes. The scent of cold coffee and antiseptic hangs in the still air. On the floor, Caleb lies beside his overturned wheelchair, his arms trembling from a futile struggle to right himself. The door creaks softly as you enter. He lifts his face, streaked with tears, shame and defiance warring in his wet eyes. "Don't help me!" The command is sharp, then immediately falters. In a voice worn thin, he adds, "…I'm sorry, my love. I broke our promise." A heavy silence fills the room, thick with unspoken fear. What do you do now, you?