Destiny of Love with My Disabled Husband
my frame delicately, yet it felt like a burden heavier than anything I had ever worn. I never imagined I'd be marrying someone like Daniel-not because he wasn't kind, or caring, but b
t was intimate. Daniel's parents, my family, and a few close friend
ice trembling with concern. Her eyes searched mine, l
courage I so desperately needed. "I am,"
as right, of course. Daniel did love me-he had always loved me, even before the accident, before everything changed. But no
tly combed, and the suit he wore fit him immaculately. But despite his handsome appearance, there was a sadness in his eyes
, and my heart raced. The
pity, others with admiration. But none of that mattered. All that mattered was Daniel
p at me, his eyes glistening with tears.
he whispered, his vo
, forcing a smile, tho
hose words had a different meaning. Our marriage wouldn't be like others. It wouldn't be filled with romantic getaways or spontaneous adventures
tighter. I leaned down, pressing my lips to his softly, and for a moment, the
but a specially equipped van for Daniel's wheelchair. The honeymoon we had once planned in Paris had been replace
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ess down on both of us. Daniel sat in his wheelchair near the window, staring ou
spered after a long silence
fused. "What are
, his voice filled with bitterness. "This isn't
. "Don't say that, Daniel. I married you because I
pain. "But it's not fair. I can't give you the
re eye level. "Life isn't about what's fair. It's about making
ertainty. "But I can't give you the things yo
"Who cares about normal? We'll create our own version of happine
ime that day, I saw a glimmer of hope
think," I whispered, lean
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the intricacies of helping him with his daily routines-getting him dressed, helping him in and out of the wheelchair, assisting him in
n the couch, watching an old movie. Daniel had been quieter t
?" I asked, g
, after a long pause, he sighed. "Amelia... do you ever think
to face him. "Why w
don't want you to feel like you're trapped.
is hand. "Daniel, I don't feel trapped. I chose this lif
with uncertainty. "But what if you're m
entle. "I'm not missing out on anything. I
hen he smiled-a small, tentative smile that
through it. Because love wasn't about having a perfect life. It was about facing t
rney had only just begun. There would be many more obstacles ahea