Choice can indeed determine what we will be like in the future, but it cannot change the destiny that has been written in life. What happens will still happen.
~Woman at the Lowest Point ~
"I will become a cripple and cause trouble for people! I don't have anything to be able to trouble other people."
Achiera almost cries, imagining her fate. Who will be willing to take care of her when helpless? It was highly unlikely that her elderly grandmother would have to take care of her again, like when she was a child. It should be now that she was the one who took care of her grandmother.
Slowly she moved her legs, and apparently, she was still able to move even though it was very painful. She was very happy to know.
"Move... move, my feet can still move. That means I'm not paralyzed," Achiera said a little cheerfully.
