George

I stare at Allen, not sure if I've heard him right. My mind reels, and for a moment, I can't process what he's just said.

"What did you say?" My voice comes out low, tight, like I'm trying to hold something together that's about to shatter.

Allen shifts uncomfortably, his guilt practically radiating from him. He runs a hand through his hair, letting out a long, weary sigh. "It wasn't Charlotte who nursed you back to health while you were in that vegetative ...