The War God Alpha's Arranged Bride (Evelyn and Alexander) novel Chapter 17

Chapter 17

He’s upright.

From across the room, I could feel Alexander’s intense gaze burning into me, heavy and unyielding. Yet, my eyes remained fixed on the way his body was positioned—something about it didn’t add up.

I let my gaze drift around the room, searching for any clue that could make sense of the swirling questions in my mind.

How on earth had he managed to get himself into bed without any assistance?

The bed was elevated, and his wheelchair sat much lower to the ground. It was impossible to imagine how he could have pulled off such a feat on his own.

“Evelyn.” Alexander’s voice cut through my thoughts, trying to snap me back to reality.

“Your legs?” I whispered, barely able to believe what I was seeing.

“Evelyn…” he called again, a note of urgency in his tone.

I shook my head gently, trying to silence the buzzing confusion in my brain.

“H-How is this even possible?” I stammered, still struggling to process the scene before me.

“Evelyn…” he repeated, his voice growing more insistent.

“You’re standing,” I finally said, my voice filled with awe and disbelief.

“Evelyn!” he almost shouted, trying to get my full attention.

I tore my eyes away from his legs, blinking rapidly as the room seemed to tilt slightly. Clearing my throat awkwardly, I tried to gather my scattered thoughts.

“I just don’t get it,” I admitted softly. “H-How are you standing right now?”

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