“Got it.

The bodyguard dared not say anything more.

He glanced at Hannah silently and left the room Hannah strode towards Merlin, leaned over, and gently pinched his legs beneath the blanket.

“You!”

For years, no one had dared to touch his legs.

Instantly, Merlin’s face clouded with nerves and wariness, the abrupt sensation silencing him mid-sentence.

Hannah squatted down, her gaze lifting to meet his.

“What’s wrong? If I don’t examine your legs, how will I determine your condition?”

“Nothing.

Merlin’s features softened into an expression of awkward resignation.

slightly and murmured, “Please,

hands explored his calves, the gravity of his condition

a wheelchair without movement could lead to

her

of this, his muscles having

as mere covers of skin stretched over

visualize the severe atrophy

enveloped the room while

quietly aside, careful not to

broke through, tinged with a mix of hope and despair, “Will my legs ever

Hannah faced him

there’s a

your legs are

be another way to help you

choosing her next

must be frank- regaining your ability to walk

painful, and

the first time, a flicker of something other than defiance sparked

I’m willing to endure whatever

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