Lewis was out of his seat in a second, following his wife who had already begun wheeling herself down the corridor. In his mind, all he could hear was the dreaded sound of the wheels sliding across the wooden floor. All he could have hope in was his prayers.
His prayers that she would one day walk again.
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Suicide Helpline
Teen Fiction❝In which a celebrity dials a random number in hope of finding one last thing to make him smile before he commits suicide at the end of the month.❞ "I'm going to commit suicide in one months time." "I think you have the wrong number." "It can't be t...
