Leonel lit a cigarette.

He knew he shouldn’t, with the pain in his leg, but sometimes he couldn’t resist.

Like now, he just needed that drag…

He had seen Alexis with someone else and now he was feeling utterly useless.

Once proud, now hiding like a coward…

How pathetic! Leonel couldn’t help but laugh at himself.

The cigarette smoldered between Leonel’s fingers.

He was then abruptly pulled from his reverie by the familiar click of high heels-Alexis returning to her public duties after her work, her heels echoing through the corridor.

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Leonel, stirring something within

lost in thought that he nearly burned his hand before hastily snuffing

didn’t

seated in his wheelchair, gazing out the window in silence, his view frustratingly limited by his

of what he was waiting for or even what

Alexis— perhaps she was enjoying her time with that

became too much, Leonel turned to Noreen

ready to push his

like to walk by myself,” Leonel

looked concerned and reminded

Douglas, remember what Dr.

should remain in the wheelchair

remained silent, his grip on the armrests

him as he stood, wincing as he clutched her arm with surprising

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