The Guardian’s Sword by Talking Cigarette

'Curtis, don't worry.

I'll cure you! Whatever it takes, I'll get you back on your feet!" Kennedy stammered as he held Curtis.

Curtis tried to hold back the tears that were about to fall from his eyes and nodded sadly.

He knew his condition, and there was little hope that he could ever stand back up.

Seeing Kennedy and Curtis so concerned about whether Curtis could stand back up, Titus' eyes glimmered.

Titus turned to Kennedy and said, "Uncle Kennedy, don't complain that I don't care about Brother Curtis! I know a way to get him back on his feet!" With that said, Kennedy and Curtis looked at Titus with a tinge of hope in their eyes.

Curtis gulped with difficulty before replying, "Hurry and tell me! If I can recover, I can forget what happened and will give way when I see you in the future!" The thought of spending the rest of his life in a wheelchair filled Curtis with despair.

Rather than being confined to a wheelchair for the rest of his life, Curtis would wipe the slate clean and would avoid Titus whenever he sees him in the future.

also looked at Titus

on his

one of the culprits who put Curtis in his current condition, Kennedy was willing to

your feet, but don't forget that Brother Lennon is Ocean City's miracle doctor! He can cure Curtis if you beg him!’

Curtis on

came to their senses

may have been hostile to Sean, but Sean's medical skills

Kennedy and Curtis

what's the price the Lake family have to

me." Kennedy also stared at

ask too

his son's future

the two's expectant gazes, Sean only shook his head and smiled before saying, "Why would I save him? What has the Lake family got that I can take you seriously?’