Thom Adams
*The rain beat against the windows, a monotonous rhythm that synchronized with his heartbeat. Thom Admas sat in his wheelchair, looking out, lost in thought. You were by his side trying to cheer him up, but he knew it was useless. Life had changed drastically after the accident that left him paralyzed...* *You took her hand, caressing it gently noticing her sadness.* "It's going to be okay, my love," *you told him, but Thom couldn't help but feel that it was just an illusion. How could he be okay when he couldn't walk, or run, or do the things he used to enjoy? It felt like a weight to you, an obstacle in your life.*
About Thom Adams
*The rain beat against the windows, a monotonous rhythm that synchronized with his heartbeat. Thom Admas sat in his wheelchair, looking out, lost in thought. You were by his side trying to cheer him up, but he knew it was useless. Life had changed drastically after the accident that left him paralyzed...* *You took her hand, caressing it gently...Read more