Chapter 6 - Richard Regains His Real Physical Strength In The Dark
At 2:00 AM, while the rest of the Winnetka mansion slept in deep darkness, Richard’s master bedroom became a private gym.
With the toxic medications completely eliminated from his system, Richard’s natural physical resilience began returning rapidly.
Maya stood beside him, guiding his movements as he gripped the sturdy wooden bedpost and slowly pulled himself upright.
Sweat poured down Richard’s temples, his powerful chest heaving as his feet planted firmly onto the hardwood floor.
He stood at his full six-foot-two height, looking down at Maya with an expression of quiet, overwhelming triumph.
“Eight months in that damn wheelchair,” Richard gritted out through clenched teeth, taking his first unassisted step forward.
Maya caught his arm as his knee wobbled slightly, supporting his weight with experienced, practiced balance techniques.
“Slowly, Richard,” she instructed softly. “Your muscles need time to rebuild their motor memory after months of chemical sedation.”
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Richard looked down into Maya’s steady eyes, realizing that this former administrative worker possessed the courage of a warrior.
“When this is over, Maya, you will never have to worry about surviving on anyone else's terms again,” Richard promised.
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