Ava POV
When I woke up again, the nurse was taking a set of vitals.
“Sorry, sweetie. We need to get your vitals.”
I gave her a small nod.
“Can you help me to the bathroom?”
She nodded.
“I’ll get my kid. You don’t need to worry.”
My eyes went to the couch in my room.
Dad was sitting there.
“Why are you still here?” I questioned, shocked.
To be honest, I was surprised my family was even here when I woke up.
Dad frowned.
“Where the hell do you think I’d be after my kid was pushed down a flight of stairs?”
So, I answered honestly.
“The club, like usual.”
There was no hostility behind the words.
I was just stating a fact.
I was well aware that Mom and Dad cared more about the club and Cloe than they did me. I’d accepted that a long time ago.
“You must think I’m some asshole wh
