Destiny of Love with My Disabled Husband

my frame delicately, yet it felt like a burden heavier than anything I had ever worn. I never imagined I'd be marrying someone like Daniel-not because he wasn't kind, or caring, but b

t was intimate. Daniel's parents, my family, and a few close friend

ice trembling with concern. Her eyes searched mine, l

courage I so desperately needed. "I am,"

as right, of course. Daniel did love me-he had always loved me, even before the accident, before everything changed. But no

tly combed, and the suit he wore fit him immaculately. But despite his handsome appearance, there was a sadness in his eyes

, and my heart raced. The

pity, others with admiration. But none of that mattered. All that mattered was Daniel

p at me, his eyes glistening with tears.

he whispered, his vo

, forcing a smile, tho

hose words had a different meaning. Our marriage wouldn't be like others. It wouldn't be filled with romantic getaways or spontaneous adventures

tighter. I leaned down, pressing my lips to his softly, and for a moment, the

but a specially equipped van for Daniel's wheelchair. The honeymoon we had once planned in Paris had been replace

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ess down on both of us. Daniel sat in his wheelchair near the window, staring ou

spered after a long silence

fused. "What are

, his voice filled with bitterness. "This isn't

. "Don't say that, Daniel. I married you because I

pain. "But it's not fair. I can't give you the

re eye level. "Life isn't about what's fair. It's about making

ertainty. "But I can't give you the things yo

"Who cares about normal? We'll create our own version of happine

ime that day, I saw a glimmer of hope

think," I whispered, lean

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the intricacies of helping him with his daily routines-getting him dressed, helping him in and out of the wheelchair, assisting him in

n the couch, watching an old movie. Daniel had been quieter t

?" I asked, g

, after a long pause, he sighed. "Amelia... do you ever think

to face him. "Why w

don't want you to feel like you're trapped.

is hand. "Daniel, I don't feel trapped. I chose this lif

with uncertainty. "But what if you're m

entle. "I'm not missing out on anything. I

hen he smiled-a small, tentative smile that

through it. Because love wasn't about having a perfect life. It was about facing t

rney had only just begun. There would be many more obstacles ahea