e force. Why couldn't I move my right hand? I t
r. The hospital room was spacious, with large windows offering a breathtaking view of the city skyline. The sunli
aked, my voice bare
ied, "You're in the hospita
reeching tires, the impact, the girl I'd pushed
ess washed over me. The nurse rushed to my
y to move. You ha
pped around my head, but now they
her eyes brimming with concern. She rus
e! Are you okay?"
orried about," I reassured her,
ed about? You've been in a coma for three days! If you
situation like this. I knew her threat wasn't empty; she was ca
re," I protested, holding up
s. Three days? How could that be? Yet, as I gazed at my
uttered, feeling restless. The silence was oppressive, and I yearned for a
t crutches. My legs wobbled beneath me, but I persisted.
evator, pressing the button for the first floor. The
loors, and large windows that flooded the space with natural light. Pat
their faces etched with deep lines of love and devotion. They
ise of fresh air and serenity. As I stepped outside, the
seep into my bones. The garden's peaceful ambiance env
ime in weeks, I
tire a stark contrast to the serene garden surroundings. She carried a sleek
s?" she asked, her vo
. Is there a problem?" My eyes
problem, Mr. Williams," she said, her tone measured. "Miss Mia, the lad
ebrow, skeptic
ses and a mild concussion, she's willing to cover your hospital bills
s economical. The paper seemed to weigh heavy in
echoed, incredulous. "You
led. Instead of a heartfelt thank you from M
ing someone's life, putting mine at risk, and this was
dable. "It's in your best interest, Mr. Wil
red what lay beneath Mia's decision to send
mpled in my hand, I tore it into tiny pieces, the paper shredding like my dignity
y myself, grasping the IV pole for support. My legs
signing any agreement. I don't need her money." Emm
res, she'll come herself and thank me for saving her lif
, her lips compressi
ward, my IV pole wobbling like a fashion model's unsteady heel. My
ed. My grand exit had devolv
oice trailed behind me, "Mr.
care? I saved her life, and this is the thanks I get
ch before me like a gauntlet, but I s