I shook my head and forced myself to change the subject.
"Have you eaten?" I asked him.
A smile appeared on his lips and he nodded. "Yes. Thank you."
"Good." I gave a small smile and shifted to lean against my pillow. I was getting sleepy again. Just then a thought occurred to me. "Why aren't you downstairs with everyone else?"
"They are still at work. I haven't been home in four days and they've probably forgotten about me, which I guess I deserve."
"You didn't deserve this," I said softly. "None of this is your fault."
He frowned. "But it is. All of this is because of me. Because I got involved with someone who shouldn't have been involved in the first place."
I swallowed hard and averted my gaze from his face, suddenly finding it hard to look at him. That was when I remembered th
