Daxton 

Verena’s stifled gasps reached my ears, her breath slow and heavy as she stopped next to me with both hands covering her mouth—her eyes darting from the wheelchair lying idly on the road and my crippled nephew who was miraculously standing on his feet. 

Even the truck driver was too stunned to speak. 

A wicked excitement bubbled in my stomach. I could really pop a gum in my mouth right now. Finally the days and nights—

Fuck! Thinking about all the things I have been through over the past few days rattled me so much. Anyways, the days and nights of watching Verena divided the attention that was solely...