I married a man in a wheelchair – A week after the wedding, what I saw in our bedroom left me speechless

In the days that followed, life shone brightly, with slightly burnt pancakes for breakfast, and movie nights with our arms tangled together.

I caught him flexing his hands, lost in thought.

But about a week after the wedding, something changed.

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Rowan started waking up before me, closing his office door. He was distracted during dinner, his jokes lukewarm. He barely touched his guitar, which he usually played every night, something soft and bluesy.

At first, I tried to let it go.

But about a week after the wedding, something changed.

"It's going to take us a while to adjust to this life," I thought to myself. "Maybe he just needs a little space."

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