Tybur

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Content Warning: description of panic attack

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To your misfortune, it was going to take at least two months until your leg would fully heal, and you were going to have to use a wheelchair for a few weeks until you'd be able to use crutches.

Fantastic.

"I hate this," you confessed to Paulina who was pushing your wheelchair from behind.

"I can see that," she replied solemnly.

It was noon the following day already. Dr. Bauer had suggested you stay in the hospital overnight to not put pressure on your injuries. The moment Paulina made a reappearance by the door the next day, you were nothing more than ecstatic.

Clearly absentminded, Paulina rolled one of the wheels over into a large pothole on the ground, nearly toppling you over. You gasped as you felt the chair tip to the side, leaving it in an incline.

"Sorry, sorry!" Paulina said frantically, reaching down to lift the wheel from the hole. After a bit of effort, your wheelchair was finally standing straight again.

"Looks like you still need a bit of practice with patient care, Ms. Doctor," you teased. "I could have fallen over and died." She rolled her eyes at your comment as she continued guiding you down the sidewalk. You snorted at her reaction, but then felt your head pulse again from your concussion.

"Ow," you groaned, grabbing your head.

"I'm sure Karina has an ice pack at home to use for your head. You'll need plenty of rest these next few weeks, so try not to do anything crazy."

"I can't get anywhere without rolling myself around. What could I possibly do if I can't even walk?"

"You're the type to get up and start exercising within a few days. I'm gonna have to keep an eye on you to make sure you don't do anything to worsen your injuries."

"So in other words, my fifteen year old sister is going to be babysitting me."

"Yes, ma'am," she chirped. With a sigh, you rested your elbow on the arm of your wheelchair, placing your chin in the palm of your hand. You couldn't wait to get back on your two feet again, but that wasn't going to be for a long while. Getting your strength back was going to be a bitch. You were going to have to workout like crazy once you were healed.

Paulina reached the door to your old home. The outside still appeared the same way it had five years prior - dull and crumbled. Nothing new.

She pulled out her keys to open the door.

"Your side of the room still looks the same, by the way. It remained untouched, but I always made sure to keep it clean," she stated.

"Cool, thanks."

The two of you used to share a room after moving in with Karina. There weren't enough rooms in the house to each have your own room, so Karina was able to squeeze in a spot for the two of you. It was a tad small, but it worked nonetheless. Reiner was obviously lucky enough to have his own private space.

The door clicked open and she pushed it outward. The wood creaked as she peeked through the gap. You were met with multiple people sitting in the living room immediately after the door was spread open.

"Eden! Oh, it's so nice to see you, my dear." Karina approached you with open arms, bending down to give you a hug. You reached your arms up to return the embrace. She pulled back and placed her hands on your shoulders. "How are you feeling? Are you okay? Tch, those island devils could have killed you."

There it was again - the feeling of boiling blood in your veins at the crude comments about the Eldians from Paradis. Unfortunately, this was something you were going to have to get used to again. You had to accept it.

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