#Chapter 12: Sliding Into Bed

[Evelyn’s POV] He’s standing! I felt the heavy weight of Alexander glaring at me from across the room, but my eyes were still glued to how his body was positioned. I casually glanced around the room, hoping to find an explanation for the questions that were piling up in my mind. How the hell was he able to get himself up into bed without the help of someone else? Considering the bed was raised up and his wheelchair sat short toward the ground, I couldn’t begin to imagine how any of what was going on was possible. “Evelyn.” Alexander tried calling out to knock me from my mental train of thought. "Your legs?" “Evelyn...” I gently shook my head, ignoring the buzzing sound of his voice in the back of my mind. “H-How is this possible?” “Evelyn...” “You’re standing,” I said, sounding utterly marveled. “Evelyn!” I tore my eyes from his legs and blinked back the blurriness. I half-hazardly cleared my throat and tried to gain my bearings. “I don’t underst