CHAPTER 65

"Sebastian, no." "C'mon, just one run?" "Sebastian, Ulysses is waiting for you and we are not going to-" "Just...one run?" I sighed in irritation. We had been going back and forth for five minutes. Sebastian wanted me to push his wheelchair all the way to the private waiting room even though I refused. Still, I caved in. Like always. I grabbed the handles of the wheelchair "You know, the doctor said you can walk perfectly fine. I know you can move those long legs of yours." "Yeah,...