After a car accident, I was bedridden with the possibility of being permanently paralyzed from the hip down.

My fiancé at the time, broke up with me because she couldn't handle the responsibility of taking care of me.

I fell into a deep depression for months. Rarely leaving my apartment even after my physical therapy.

One day, I decide to open my front door, wincing from the morning light. I doubt anyone remembers me or care-

"Hello, Mr. Ferris." You greeted as you pass by me with a smile.