Chapter 388 He Hadn’t Let Go

Winston stood tall in front of him, his slender frame straight and unmoving.

His narrow, cool eyes lowered slightly, a light in them that Dalton couldn’t quite read.

“How’d you end up in a wheelchair?”

Winston spoke out of nowhere, his expression unreadable, his tone chilly and distant.

Dalton pulled his hands away from the wheels and looked up, meeting Winston’s icy gaze head–on.

“Yeah.” He nodded lightly, face calm and unreadable.

“You…” Winston opened his mouth, the words spilling out before he could stop them.

But halfway through, he shut his lips again.

The boy just stared deeply at Dalton, eyes fixed, completely silent.

Dalton let a faint, relaxed smile pull at the corners of his lips. “There was an accident a while back, so I need the chair now.”

past all the pain

accident?” Winston narrowed his

quiet

measured tone, “Of course it wasn’t something good. I don’t really want to talk about it right now. Why?” Dalton tilted his head slightly, his

His voice turned sharp. “No. I

Winston let out a cold scoff, his eyes

blades, stabbing Dalton right

his lip, trying to hold his

hard not to become one, Winston.” His gaze

his hands back on the wheels, pushing himself forward, silent as he tried love out of Winston’s

the last time Dalton and Winston ever saw each other again for many years. Like parallel lines,

left for a foreign country to get medical

condition finally under control, the one thing Dalton wanted

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to come home; to return to school.

there was still something about school he

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