Serurora’s POV.
I refused to be wheeled into the clubhouse in a wheelchair, so momma and my dad Marco, held me around the waist as I limped as best as I could. My leg and side look like I should belong in the Mummy Franchise. I’m black and blue in places but I held my head high.
Momma sobbed as I took my first step from the bed to the bathroom in the hospital and nearly fell. But what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger and I’m not anything but stubborn, and they know that.
The club is silent as they watch me limp and hop forward. Elora gasps, her hands covering her mouth, and then she runs. My dad Gino, intercepts her before she can knock me down. She reaches for me and I grip her hand in mine.
“Shhhh, Elora, she is ok. Be gentle, baby.” Dad tells her and she goes limp in his arms but
