*Astrid’s POV*
It has been a month since I woke up, and I am still in the hospital, and this is pissing me off. I feel fine, but my muscles are being difficult. I do all the exercises the Nurses give me, and I still need help to walk, but I should be grateful. I have great friends and a fantastic mate in Max. He hasn't left my side and is good with the babies who are growing up so fast, and I feel helpless because I'm still stuck in bed or a wheelchair, so today, I have asked my nurse to let me attempt to walk
The nurse brings in a walking machine and helps me out of bed. I grip her shoulder for support, and then I get a hold of the walking machine and stand up. I look down at my legs and will them move, but instead, I drag them along. The nurse grabs my arm and looks at me with a frown
