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As the conversation continued, Vanya found herself getting more and more anxious. She didn't like the sound of what the doctor was saying, and she couldn't help but wonder what it all meant.

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As the doctor began his examination, Nolan felt a mix of emotions. He was anxious to know what was going on with his legs, but at the same time, he was scared of what the doctor might say.

The doctor, a middle-aged man with a kind face, smiled reassuringly at Nolan. "Don't worry, Nolan. I'm here to help. Now, let's take a look at your legs."

Nolan nodded, feeling a sense of relief wash over him. He watched as the doctor examined his legs, poking and prodding them with his fingers.

After a few minutes, the doctor looked up at Nolan, a thoughtful expression on his face. "Nolan, I have some good news and some bad news. The bad news is that your legs are still not functioning properly. However, the good news is that you've started to feel some sensitivity in them."

Nolan's eyes widened in surprise. "Really? I hadn't noticed."

The doctor nodded. "Yes, it's a good sign. It means that your nerves are starting to heal, and that's a crucial step towards recovery."

Nolan felt a surge of hope at the doctor's words. Maybe, just maybe, he would be able to walk again.

The doctor continued, "I'm working on scheduling a surgery for you. It's a complex procedure, but I'm confident that it will help you regain the use of your legs."

Nolan's eyes locked onto the doctor's, his heart racing with excitement. "When can I have the surgery?"

The doctor smiled. "I'm hoping to schedule it for within the next few months. But first, we need to run some more tests to make sure you're ready for the procedure."

Nolan nodded, feeling a sense of determination wash over him. He was ready to do whatever it took to regain the use of his legs.

As the doctor finished his examination and left, Nolan couldn't help but feel a sense of hope. Maybe, just maybe, he would be able to walk again.

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Just as she was starting to get really worried, Nolan's voice cut through her thoughts. "Thank you, Doctor. I appreciate your honesty."

The doctor nodded, his expression serious. "I'm just trying to give you the best advice possible, Nolan. I want to help you get better."

Vanya felt a surge of gratitude towards the doctor, and she found herself feeling a bit more hopeful. Maybe, just maybe, Nolan was going to be okay.

As the doctor stood up to leave, Vanya quickly scurried out of her hiding spot, trying not to draw attention to herself. She smiled at the doctor, trying to act nonchalant. "Thank you, Doctor. I appreciate your time."

The doctor smiled back, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "It was my pleasure, Vanya. Take care of Nolan, okay?"

Vanya nodded, feeling a sense of responsibility wash over her. She was determined to take care of Nolan, no matter what.

As the doctor left, Nolan turned to Vanya, his eyes narrowing slightly. "What were you doing, hiding behind the door?"

Vanya felt a surge of embarrassment, and she quickly looked away. "I wasn't hiding. I was just...um...looking for something."

Nolan raised an eyebrow, his expression skeptical. "Looking for something, huh? Behind the door?"

Vanya felt her face grow hot with embarrassment, and she quickly changed the subject. "So, what did the doctor say? Is everything okay?...Nolan, how are you feeling? What did the doctor say?"

Nolan smiled, feeling a sense of gratitude towards Vanya. "I'm feeling good, Vanya. The doctor said that my legs are starting to feel sensitive again, and that's a good sign. He's also working on scheduling a surgery for me."

Vanya's eyes widened in surprise, and she took a step forward, her hand reaching out to Nolan's arm. "That's great news, Nolan! I'm so happy for you."

Nolan smiled, feeling a sense of warmth towards Vanya. "Thanks, Vanya. I couldn't have done it without your support."

Vanya hugged Nolan tightly, feeling a sense of relief and happiness wash over her. Nolan, caught up in the moment, pulled her onto his lap, resting his head on her shoulder.

"Vanya, don't tell anyone about the surgery yet, okay?" he whispered in her ear, his breath sending shivers down her spine. "Not even my family. I want to keep it private for now."

Vanya's face turned bright red as she nodded her head, trying to play it cool despite the fluttering in her chest. "I won't tell anyone, I promise," she whispered back, her voice barely audible.

Just as they were having their intimate moment, Sam walked into the room, a huge grin spreading across his face as he took in the scene before him.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! What's going on here?" Sam exclaimed, his eyes wide with amusement. "Vanya, you're blushing! Nolan, you're...well, you're just being your usual stoic self!"

Vanya's face turned an even deeper shade of red as she tried to scramble off Nolan's lap, but Sam was too quick. He rushed over to them, laughing and teasing, and covered his face with his hand.

"Oh man, I'm blind! I'm blind! I didn't see anything, I swear!" Sam joked, his eyes sparkling with mirth.

Nolan raised an eyebrow, his expression changed to a frown. "Sam, can you please leave us alone? We're having a private conversation."

Sam's grin faltered for a moment, but he quickly recovered. "Oh, sorry guys! I didn't mean to interrupt. I'll just leave you two lovebirds alone."

As Sam walked out of the room, Vanya felt a sense of embarrassment wash over her. She knew Nolan didn't feel the same way about her, and it hurt to be reminded of it.

"Nolan, I need to tell you something," Vanya said, trying to change the subject. "I'm planning to resume school in two days, and I need to get some books tomorrow. Is it okay if I go out and get them?"

Nolan's expression remained neutral, but he nodded after a moment. "Yes, that's fine. Just be careful, okay? And don't forget to take someone with you, just in case."

As she got up to leave, Nolan's voice stopped her. "Vanya?"

She turned back to him, her eyes questioning. "Yes?"

Nolan's expression was still neutral, but his voice was slightly softer. "Be careful, okay? I don't want anything to happen to you."

Vanya's heart skipped a beat at Nolan's words, but she knew better than to read too much into them. He was just being polite, after all.

"Thank you, Nolan," she said, trying to sound casual. "I will."

As she walked out of the room, Vanya couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness wash over her. She knew Nolan didn't care about her, and it hurt to be reminded of it. Why was he suddenly sweet then he's switch?