Sheila's POV:

"Quinn! How is he? I haven't heard anything about him since the day of the accident and it's bothering me to hell. Please tell me the truth. Is he okay?" I asked, my eyes moisturized a bit and I wiped it away but hissed in pain.

"Sheila! He is fine but the thing... the thing is... it's..." She fidgeted her fingers nervously.

"Just tell me the truth, Quinn!" I pleaded with my hooded eyes.

She inhaled deeply and thought for a moment before she spoke. ...