In Love With A Billionaire

Bent, but not Broken pt2.

August 1st 2017

"You need anything just let me know," I said talking after Bentley as he rolled away towards the bathroom.

"Kell, I can do it. I'm fine, okay?" He stopped turn his wheelchair so that he can face me.

"Look at me." He says sternly , but I know he meant no harm.

"I appreciate all you do for me. Thank you for staying by my side. But you don't need to worry. Who the hell needs walking anyway? Pssh, so overrated. If anything, you need you one of these bad boys , a seat wherever you go ." He laughs and makes his wheelchair do a spin. I laughed at the sight and kissed him on the cheek then proceeded to push him into the bathroom . He let me, the smile never leaving his face.

Bentley was a fighter . That incident in May almost took his life . He was diagnosed with a Stage 3 Glioblastoma . Brain cancer .

His team and I made sure he had the best doctors and treatment services . He got the tumor removed and there hasn't been any sight of it since .

But it damaged his nerves and his ability to walk diminished. He can try, but will fall ... and we didn't want him to hurt himself so we opted for a wheelchair. The cancer may have took his legs but it didn't take his spirit.

It's been hospital visits after hospital visit, but because he was doing so well his doctors suggested a vacation. Somewhere away from all the stress , and of course, Bent let me choose.

"Italy!"