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Chapter Forty-Four: Philip was Right
ANNIE Something had subtly changed in Kam, though I couldn't quite put my finger on it. He seemed colder, more moody, more closed off. I didn't particularly like the change, but I thought it was because of the upcoming meeting, and the insane amount of pressure he was putting on himself to be up on his feet and walking in such a short time. He had doubled the time he spent working on physical therapy, putting in two hours in the morning, and another two hours in the evening. I protested that he was pushing his body too hard, but he wouldn't listen to me. He had become short with me, quick to take offense at things I said, and I was starting to feel like he was avoiding me, not physically, but emotionally. He didn't even want me to touch him. He would pull away from me if I reac
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