the procedure. It’s currently only available in the UK. We attach the ITAP directly to your femur, which helps to allow soft tissue to grow around the implant. We leave a small attachment point sticking out of your stump. You will then be able to attach any prosthetic you like. Other amputees have reported that because the bone is weight baring, they can stand all day long. They can also feel where to put their prosthesis through their skeleton.’
I glanced at the doctor. ‘Really?’
‘Yes. There are other options—’
‘I want that one!’ I blurted.
The doctor laughed. ‘Well, you’ll have some time to think. I’ll be back tomorrow. Talk it over with your loved ones. Then you can ask me any questions you like. Here’s some information on your options.’
He put the paperwork on the bedside cabinet.
‘If I went for the operation, when could I have it?’
‘ASAP. We would talk about that when you’ve made your decision.’ The doctor went to leave but I called him back.
‘I’ve made my decision. I’m determined to walk again. I want the operation.’
Chapter Five
My legs pumped under me and blood rushed through my veins. Wind stroked my cheeks and pushed back my hair. I didn’t have hair, did I? I reached up and felt curls. I never let my hair grow out. Why now?
The leaves under my feet crunched as I tripped over a tree root. The branches above me swung delicately as my harsh panting echoed through the woods. Were they chasing me? Or, was I chasing something? I couldn’t remember.
‘I’m through here!’
The feminine voice set my blood racing even more. It was her.
‘Coming…!’ I called, running in the direction her voice had come from.
I heard a giggle and my own laughter echoed around me. I spun around a tree and came to a clearing. There was a patch of green grass surrounded by trees. She was lying down in the sun. The light illuminated her and it took my breath away. Her dark hair was fanned out against the grass. Her skin was bare. Her gown was lying on the ground nearby. She was ready for me.
‘Father agreed to the marriage,’ she whispered as I came closer.
‘Yes…we should wait.’ A sudden urge to do the right thing overcame me.
She giggled again so I dropped to her side. The spring of the grass caught my knees as I leant over her. She looked at me with hooded eyes. My gaze roamed over her long curved body. I swallowed and reached out to stroke her cheek.
‘I’ve always loved you,’ she whispered.
‘And I, you,’ I whispered back, leaning down and touching my lips to hers.
Her body arched towards me. I bent closer. I had to have her. My betrothed. My future bride. She reached up to my chainmail and tried to pull it off. I kissed her neck and her hands fell away. Pulling her up, I sat down as she climbed on my lap. Running my hands up her back, I paused when I heard a whooshing sound. Her body thrust forward. She froze as a small cry fell from her lips. I glanced over her shoulder to see an arrow sticking out of her back.
‘No!’ I cried as I laid her on her side.
The arrowhead was embedded deep, just below her shoulder blade. It had hit her heart.
‘Don’t leave me,’ I whispered, kissing her cheek.
‘I’m not going…’ Her eyes glazed over.
A rush of fire flooded me.
I jumped up and charged towards the wooded area that the arrow had come from. As I crashed through the trees, I caught sight of him on the back of a horse.
‘I’m sorry but it had to be done,’ he called.
A blaze shot through me as I cupped my hands together. The flames sparked and grew into a ball. I held a mass of fire. I would not miss my target. I closed my eyes and felt the movement of his horse with my senses. He knew what I was doing. We had been in this position a few times before. I was getting sick of him killing my soulmate.
‘It did not have to be done!’ I cried, throwing the ball.
The scream made me open my eyes. I did a victory dance when the ball