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us. I remember the relief, realizing in a brief second that Jared is wearing his safety belt. I remember the loud grating noise, the violent impact and the sudden overwhelming pain. I grasp relieved that I am not dead.
    My hand goes up to my face and I feel tubes going into my nose, I try to pull them out but it is too sore.
    Ouch!
    The needle from the drip in my hand pulls painfully and I let my hand lay down by my side again. I try to sit up, but for some reason, my legs feel unusually heavy - alarm fills me instantaneously.
    Calming myself, I take many deep breaths and then I notice a light, rhythmic breathing next to me. Turning my face towards the sound, I am staring into the gorgeous face of Jared. I feel relief and gratitude when I realize that he too has survived the accident.
    I lift my hand to stroke his cheek, to touch him, but I let it rest on my chest instead, the needle yanking painfully at my skin.
    I try to wiggle my toes again and they move! I feel unbelievable relief. If my toes moved, that would mean my legs should move. I bend my knees and pull my feet towards me.
    Lifting my head to look, to confirm what I feel, I see that my legs are still flat – two skinny lines under the covers. I frown and I can feel a panic attack approaching me with speed. I close my eyes and concentrate. I breathe deeply.
    Calm down, Elizabeth.
    I exhale loudly as I whisper, “Am I really not feeling my legs? Is this really happening to me?”
    I am generally a very insightful person and I realize immediately with sad finality that I am destined only to always be on the sidelines of Jared’s life, always only to be together fleetingly. I would never allow us to be together, no matter how much I loved him, if I was unable to walk.
    Jared moves next to me, his arm moves over my waist and I hear him murmur, as he hugs me closer to him. I cannot stop myself and I lean my face towards him, kissing him lightly on his lips. He smiles my smile, mumbling something muffled.
    Tears burn behind my eyes and I kiss him again. His eyelids flutter as he opens his eyes slowly, confusion all over his expression and then amazement and shock flash across his face simultaneously.
    He jumps off the bed so fast, staggering backwards and it looks so hilarious, I cannot help laughing aloud - the sound guttural and hoarse. He smiles, a smile that lights up the room and I can hear my heart blow apart, because I know what I have to do. I do not have a choice. A lifetime of practice has brought me to this very moment in time.
     

ABOUT THE AUTHOR
     
    Lynette Ferreira lives in Gauteng, South Africa with her husband and three children. She believes in reincarnation, life after death and that we always meet the same people life after life.
     
    Lynette Ferreira is also the author of the following:
     
    Novels
    My Recycled Soul
    When we Love
    Lucas
    William the Damned (A Vampire Pirate)
     
    Novellas
    Subject FWD
     
    Digital Series
    William the Damned (A Vampire Pirate)
    William the Legacy (A Vampire Pirate)
    William the Choice (A Vampire Pirate)
     
    Digital Short Stories
    Would you Remember ME
    Only in my Memories
    The Land of Eternal Youth
     
    Digital Flash Fiction
    The Dark, Dark House
    The Tokolosh
    The Beginning of a Life Misunderstood
    My entry into the Abyss
    My Child, My Life
     
    Coming Soon
    William the Reason (A Vampire Pirate)
    New Dawn