~Kaitlyn~I stared at the people in the garden as Wesley wheeled me along slowly with the IV pole. The doctor had told me that I could go out to get fresh air but only if I were to use the wheelchair. He said I was stuck to the wheelchair for a while before the complete healing of my abdomen. I didn't want to tell him how bad I felt but it was also for my own good. They didn't want a situation whereby my wound would reopen. They didn't want me getting hurt again."The people here," I started. "they don't look like normal people to me." I said, earning a chuckle from Wesley."What do they look like?" He asked me as he parked my chair and sat on one of the benches."Well, they seem like expensive people to me. Considering the fact that we're VIPs."He took my feet on his lap and worked it with his thumb. "Why? Don't you like being a VIP?"I shrugged. "I'll have to, eventually. Considering another fact that I'm married to one of the most influential men on earth."He hummed and continued