I tried to answer, but the words felt stuck in my throat. I only managed a nod, my mouth was heavy and useless.
Dominic studied me for another second. His eyes flicked over my face like he was searching for clues I refused to give.
Finally, he said. "I, uh… went to check on Liam just now."
I blinked at him. "Liam?"
"Yeah," Dominic said, raking a hand through his hair. "They're keeping him sedated. Still in a coma. No change yet."
"Oh," I murmured, guilt twisting in my gut for forgetting, even for a second, about Liam lying unconscious somewhere in this same hospital.
Dominic looked at me again. "Ash… seriously. Are you okay? You look like you're about to pass out."
"I said it's nothing," I mumbled, staring at the floor tiles.
Dominic opened his mouth like he was about to push further…but before he didn't.
Then his phone buzzed in his pocket.
He pulled it out, glanced at the screen, and gasped. "Fuck. I… I gotta go. Something just came up."
