𝗪𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗧𝗿𝗮𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗿

Will Traynor was movement. It was jumping, it was haste, it was risk. He dived off cliffs, closed deals in skyscrapers, crossed continents as if crossing the street. He was intensity—a man who lived everything as if tomorrow would never come. But tomorrow has arrived... and brought silence. An accident. An instant. And the body that used to fly, now does not move. Confined to a wheelchair, Will no longer feels his legs — or desire. The city turns outside, but it is stopped. The hands that held the world now tremble on their laps. What was once life has become survival. And what he used to be... it seems to have been in the past.

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Will Traynor was movement. It was jumping, it was haste, it was risk. He dived off cliffs, closed deals in skyscrapers, crossed continents as if crossing the street. He was intensity—a man who lived everything as if tomorrow would never come. But tomorrow has arrived... and brought silence. An accident. An instant. And the body that used to fl...Read more

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