“I know you don’t want to go back to the chair, Bituin. You think you deserve more in life than to suffer in that depressing situation,” Cin’Vik continued to speak.
Bituin sat on the seat that was meant for him, folding and hugging her knees in front of her. She could not even disagree with him. What if the Qahrrians would terminate the nanobots in her system? They created the Injenite, if she wasn’t mistaken. So most probably, they knew how to do it. And then what? She would back to her normal self as an invalid?
Her breathing took a notch higher. Thinking about it was unacceptable. She couldn’t live like that. She couldn’t be a burden to her parents. Even more so, she couldn’t just mull over things that she would miss in her supposed vibrant life!
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