WE WILL JUST FINE

I think everything will be fine with Uncle beside me, Mom and Aunt. We will be able to face this for the umpteenth time.

We will go through it like before.

And what made me smile again was Mikhail. He was able to sit alone in a wheelchair. And started walking again.

"Honey, you'll get better quickly." I can accompany him during his training break for a while. We both sat on a stable hard mat specially installed so he wouldn't get hurt if he fell.

The healer said it would take about a month or so. Mikhail would probably be back and start strengthening exercises again to get to his best condition.

"I can't wait to get back to the Committee, it feels like I've been absent for a long time." Mikhail says he has to pretend he's dead.

"After tomorrow you will be able to come back again." I smiled at Mikhail. I miss him too. However, I'm worried whether he can accept that Uncle and I were together. Am I going to lose him?