CRIMSON'S POV:
“He was in the hospital and I knew nothing."
“What do you want?" I retort. “I couldn't tell you."
My foot is tapping impatiently, frustration seeping into my bones. My knuckles tighten as I try to hold in my temper.
“You should have told me!"
“I couldn't. How many bloody times do I have to tell you, I couldn't?"
“He was in a coma!" she practically screams at me. She's shaking with rage, angrier than I've ever seen her.
Creed looks shocked. Everyone knows that Nona is a softy. But this argument has been brewing for a week.
“I couldn't tell you," I say again through gritted teeth.
“Guys, maybe…" Creed tries to intervene.
“So, it's my fault?" Nona is furious. “I'm being f*cking unreasonable? The guy I like was in a coma in the f*cking hospital and it's completely unre
