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stella pushed parker's wheelchair slowly through the woods, careful not to hit holes or bumps.

it had taken at least half an hour to get him to agree to this, but stella was satisfied. he needed to have some clarity, an open mind that what happened to him wasn't the end of the world.

she stopped short, making sure not to get too close to where he had fallen, worried it would bring about a bad reaction.

he sucked in a breath and stella looked at him nervously.

tears started streaming down his face and parker moaned as if he were in pain.

"why me? why?"

stella stroked his hair, grabbing his hand with her shaky one.

"because you're strong, parker. you're strong."

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