Chapter 169

"I can't do it," I hiss. I never thought physical therapy could be this painful. It's already been seventeen days since I had the surgery and today is the first day in my rehabilitation journey.

I thought nothing could beat the coach's rigorous practice, but apparently, this is a new level of pain I never want to get used to. For the past few days, I have been icing my knee and working on regaining the slightest bit of movement. Now, I need to work on gaining more movement, which is a step I never thought would put me through that excruciating pain. "Just five more minutes," my physiotherapist pushes me, but I shake my head. Not even five more seconds. I don't have that kind of strength in me. I just want to throw my body on the bed and sleep that pain away. "Are you sure you can't do more than that?"

"I want to leave," I mutter, looking away, already hating every moment of this. I have never felt this weak, but I also have never been put through that kind of pain. Not once in my life have I felt this vulnerable.

Three days ago, I vented to Rosie about all that I had been feeling. I'm thankful for her presence in my life. I admit that I have been treating her poorly, which is something I'm not proud of. I have taken out all of my anger on her when she

of doesn't even deserve an ounce

my anger.

I guess I had taken all of my anger out on her because she was the closest person to me. Or maybe it's because all I wanted was to push her away. Part of me wanted her to leave because I didn't want her to see me in that state. I hate that she gets to see me like this. I have never been this weak in front of her. I'm used to being her protector and rock. How am I supposed to provide her with protection when I'm like this?

My mind likes to play tricks on me. A few days ago, I had a nightmare about her. In my nightmare, Everest was holding her against her will, preventing her from moving or running away from her. I was in that nightmare too, but I was unable to move because of my injured knee. I couldn't protect her from him.

I was thankful that I didn't wake her up in the middle of the night when I woke up from that nightmare. When I woke up, I

wife. looked at her sleeping figure beside me in bed and thanked God that she was my

can lean on her. I know I can pour out my heart to her and she would never judge me. Her efforts with me aren't going

to take a break. Between taking care of me and working on her new collection, she doesn't have a moment for herself. I see the way she looks when she gets in bed to

board games while drinking beer. Rosie made lunch for us, and I honestly don't know how she managed to keep the entire

I will see you in three days," my physiotherapist tells me, and I put the brace around my knee again before

you your favorite latte!" She grins, raising the cup she's holding to show it to me. "Hey gorgeous," I say before pecking her pink lips. We make our

success," I

drink.

"What happened?" she asks.

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much, but as you can tell, I finished ten minutes early couldn't handle the pain," I fill her

nothing to worry about or feel down because of," She reminds me. I love how she's always there to lift me up when I'm

passenger prince now, right?"

of the music." She pouts and

I want to do something I know she will enjoy, and I know that she adores romcoms. She deserves a break, so if watching a movie she

sense in her voice

add, hoping she wouldn't catch on what I'm trying to

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