I Escaped the Karma and Waited for Spring to Bloom

To save Amanda Harding, I lost my leg in a car crash. She took care of me for three years. Then, out of nowhere, she fell in love with soccer. Every time I woke and didn't see her, my separation anxiety flared up again, and I swallowed half a bottle of pills. Only when she came home that night did I ask her, my eyes red. "Didn't you say you'd always stay with me?" Impatience flickered in her eyes.