Lola’s POV.
I wake up stiff, sore, and groggy. My mouth feels like a flip-flop and my tongue it sticking to the roof of my mouth.
I shift with a wince. My face, back, and leg is throbbing.
“Steady now, Lola.” I look to the side as best as I can, my eyes stinging. I look up and see Mika and he gently lifts me up so my back is against the headboard of his bed.
Wait, his bed. I’m in the clubhouse. Oh, how could I forget that?
“Here, take sips of water. I have more painkillers for you. Do you want anything to eat? A shower?” He asks, and I can see he is battling with himself, having me in his space.
“A shower would be amazing, but I have already inconvenienced you and your family. I can go and stay in a hotel or something, I can …”
“Lola, you are spiralling. I want you here. My family
