My Love Until the Last Goodbye by Alut

Chapter 0945

The morning sun slipped through the curtains, its rays creeping in like a thief. Alexia stirred clumsily, her movements a little stronger than before, as she tried to pull the sheet over herself to block out the light.

“Beautiful… I’m so happy to see you waking up! The doctor will be here today for your therapy,” said Mr. Bouygues.

“Pierre… I’m exhausted. Can’t we just stop? Honestly, I don’t think I’ll ever improve more than I already have,” Alexia said, gripping the sheet tightly.

“The doctor said you’ve made a lot of progress. The fact that you could move your hand was a huge step–it gave us a chance to assess how much nerve damage you really have,” Pierre replied calmly.

“I just feel clumsier every day… I don’t want to keep doing this therapy. If you had just let me die… I would finally be free from this torment.”

“Alexia, all I want is to bring a little happiness back into your life. Why can’t you understand that?” Pierre said, gently stroking her delicate face.

matter how much we try, nothing really changes. I’m still suffering -the bedsores, the constant exhaustion, the aches all over my body…” Alexia’s voice wavered,

a way to help you live a better life. Remember I told you about a new prosthetic we were going to

“Pierre…” Alexia whispered.

on. We’ll find a way

to stop, but if there was one thing about him, it was his stubbornness and determination–qualities that

son home, and start a new life with her in France. She was the love of his life. But he also knew he wasn’t the love of hers. Neither was Maximus. The love of Alexia’s life had been Gabriele–and he

was no progress, but Pierre could see it–slowly but surely, she was getting stronger. Even though her movements were clumsy, she

lunch, and dinner all ended in disaster–but Pierre refused to lose faith. He believed that, even if she never

could help regenerate the nerves damaged in the accident. It was still in its early

effort, when she felt hopeful. But there were also days when she despised herself for still being alive. Days when she cursed everything that had happened, when she missed Lucius so much

condition ever worsens, you’ll let me go. I’m not strong enough to keep suffering. I’m too tired… I just want