During My Wedding Night, I Carried My Disabled Husband to Bed — But When I Fell, I Discovered a Truth That Changed Everything

When I entered our room that night, he sat near the window, motionless.

“Let me help you to bed,” I said, voice trembling.

He turned, his tone calm but guarded. “No need. I can manage.”

But as he shifted, the chair tilted slightly. Instinctively, I lunged forward — and in that instant, we both fell.

The carpet cushioned the fall, but as I tried to pull away, I felt something that froze me.

His legs.

They weren’t limp. They were strong, steady… alive.

I looked up, eyes wide. “You— you can walk?”

Ethan’s face didn’t flinch. “So, you’ve found out.”

The Confession

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