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Chapter 21: Charlie

Author: Stephie Walls
last update Last Updated: 2022-10-26 14:22:02
The rehab facility had an entire room with different machines and contraptions specifically designed to assist with walking. The space was large, and multiple patients worked with different physical therapists at the same time. And while I'd thought that would give Sarah hope and encourage her to see other people struggled, too, somehow, it only made her struggles worse. Her insecurities were preventing her progress as she worried more about what other people saw than focusing on the task in front of her. No one inside these walls other than her own team paid the least bit of attention to her, yet in her mind, they were all staring.

Her eyes scanned the perimeter of the room as the therapists got her into position between two bars. She held on for dear life to keep her balance, although she zoned in on everything else going on. Kappi-the newest therapist to her crew-was getting frustrated by her inability to reach Sarah. It was like Sarah had a wall up that she couldn't see pa
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