Chapter 89

A few nights later, a loud thud came from the second floor. "Go check! Did Xavier fall or something?" Yvonne jumped at the noise and frantically shoved Owen toward the stairs. Owen rushed up and froze in the doorway. "Xavier…" "Xavier!" Yvonne didn't hear any update from Owen, just a raw, guttural cry that made her heart seize up. Her vision was manageable during the day, but at night, she was practically half-blind. She carefully felt her way up the stairs, step by step. "Honey! Xavier's standing! He's standing!" Yvonne froze in place. Even with her blurry eyesight, she could make out Xavier's silhouette, standing upright. Tears immediately welled up and rolled down her cheeks. She thought that this day would never come and that Xavier would be stuck in that wheelchair for the rest of his life. The loud thud just now had only been the sound of Xavier trying to walk again. But since he'd never gone through proper rehab and had been in a wheelchair for years, his muscles had we