CRIMSON'S POV:

"Huh?"

I can barely process what he's saying. His words just don't make sense. How could that night possibly be anything except a mistake?

We were drunk... stupid... and he's...

With Nona now.

So nothing else matters.

That's the only thing that counts.

"It wasn't a mistake," he says it again.

I wish he wouldn't.

He should have said it the morning after or taken it to the f*cking grave.

This is not what this ...