GORDON'S POV
“A wheelchair?!” Venus spat at me and I could see alarm swimming around in the pool of her eyes. I didn't need her to say anything else before I knew I had made the wrong suggestion. “I don't want a wheelchair, mum would be worried.” she lowered her eyes to the bed.
I almost face palmed myself as I locked eyes with Gareth. He quickly mind linked me, “Her mother would freak out if she comes to see her on a wheelchair, Gor.” he pointed out and I frowned. “Don't worry, I'll just carry her there.” he concluded and cut off the mind link.
Guilt enveloped me as I saw Venus's smile had faded from her face. The news of the donor had lightened up her mood, along with her friends visit but I had ruined things once again. What had I been thinking, suggesting a wheelchair?
“How about I
