“If that were true, you would’ve visited me at the hospital.” “I did—” He cuts himself off and looks away. “Doesn’t matter.” “It does matter. Look at me.” He slowly does, and an uncharacteristic sheen of pain covers his face. “You visited? How come I never saw you?” “You were sleeping.” He rubs the back of his head. “I managed to sneak past Jeremy and Gareth when they were speaking to the doctor. But I had to leave soon after since Lan came looking for me and was about to start more drama.”
