Authors Note

A loner stranded in a wheelchair. A fake who couldn't save himself.
A miracle that changed us both.
I hated you for years. I guess I just didn't know how much I missed you.
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"Who's that?" I gestured across the green to a tall, muscular boy leaning on a tree. His eyes were trained on me.
"Him? That's Lotor. Weird name, huh? Steer clear- he used to have his eyes on someone else, but look- I think he's got the hots for you now. He won't stop trying for you if he does." Lance narrowed his eyes, pushing my chair away from him.
"Oh. Okay."