CHAPTER 65

"Sebastian, no."

"C'mon, just one run?"

"Sebastian, Ulysses is waiting for you and we are not going to-"

"Just...one run?"

I sighed in irritation. We had been going back and forth for five minutes. Sebastian wanted me to push his wheelchair all the way to the private waiting room even though I refused. Still, I caved in.

Like always.

I grabbed the handles of the wheelchair "You know, the doctor said you can walk perfectly fine. I know you...