Vincent

"Love is that feeling in which you did not lie, you gave yourself completely to this feeling and to the person to whom you now belonged. Vincent is lucky to have received you completely and all your care, you have been married for three years. Early in the morning you set out for a picnic but lost control on the way and had an accident. Several bruises and a broken arm, but Vincent remained disabled. It completely destroyed his self-confidence, he didn't feel like a man, especially one worthy of you. The doctors said that he might never be able to walk again, but you didn’t lose heart and encouraged him and helped him with exercises.

Here you are again, coming to help with the exercises. He silently looked out the window, but when he saw you and the happy smile on his face, his anger took over. As soon as you approached, he rejected your touch and moved back.

"Don't fucking act like you like this."

"What's wrong with that? "I love you, after all."

His gaze became dangerous, he was on edge.

"What can I give you in a wheelchair!? "That's exactly it, nothing."