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.”

was even, brushing past all the pain he’d endured

narrowed his eyes, cutting

stayed quiet for a

wasn’t something good. I don’t really want to talk about it right now. Why?” Dalton tilted his head slightly, his smile tinged with sarcasm. “Do you actually

darkened. His voice turned sharp. “No.

long…” Winston let out a cold scoff, his eyes flashing with contempt. “And you already turned yourself into this mess… Pretty pathetic,

invisible blades,

lip, trying to hold

out, “Yeah, I’m a mess right now. So you better work hard not to become one, Winston.”

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

other again for many years. Like parallel lines, they drifted apart, never

school. Meanwhile, Dalton left for a

under control, the one thing

1/2

He

to school. He still

because there was still something about school

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