Willow strode over to Rainer's wheelchair and with a gentle but firm hand, propelled him into the room.
"How now?" Rainer chuckled, " I'm not completely helpless, you know."
Willow's smile faded. "Rain, I spoke with dr. Kendall today about your legs. He optimistic about your chance for recovery. You promised you'd prioritize your health, and I'm holding you to that. No more excuses. Your well- being isn't just about you anymore."
Rainer's eyebrow shot up in surprise. "And why is that?" he inquired, a playful smirk tugging at his lips.
"Because as your wife."Willow stated matter-of - factly. "your health is my concerns. Neglecting it is tantamount to neglecting me."
A deep chuckle rumbled in Rainer's chest, "Well then, I suppose you'll have to take extra good care of me, won't you?"
After a beat, he asked , "So, what else did Liam have to say?"
