“At least I’ll have a badass scar,” I try to joke, but my father is not in a joking mood.
“I’m going to go find your mom and sister. Ren is waiting outside. I’ll send him in to see you.”
“All right.” I nod, even though I don’t want to see him right now.
My father leaves. Before the door closes completely after him, Ren steps into the room.
“Hey,” he greets, his tone guarded, which matches his hesitant steps toward me.
“Did you steal my keycard and give it to Matteo?” I ask, getting straight to the point.
Ren sighs deeply. His shoulders slouch slightly as he gives me a curt nod. “If I had known you would go after her like this—”
“You stole from me,” I growl, deflecting my real anger.
“I’m trying to be your friend and protect you. There are things you don’t know.”
“And there are thingsyoudon’t know. For example, Matteo hurting Adela.” Shock washes over Ren’s face, his mouth opens, but no words come out, so I continue, “Never go behind my back like this again. I mean it. If you value our friendship at all, you will never fucking pull shit like this again.”
“I swear, I won’t. I tried to protect you. You have to believe me. I thought I was doing the right thing.”
“Well, you won’t do it by lying to me and taking my shit. Did you have something to do with the helicopter going down?”
“I—”
The door opening cuts him off and my family walks back in. My mom is carrying a plate of food, and my stomach growls at the sight. Scarlet takes a seat right beside my bed, and Ren steps away until he is standing in the room's corner.
Scarlet looks up at him with a wide smile. Instead of returning it, Ren looks away before heading to the door.
“I’ll be back to check on you later,” he says as he leaves like he is suddenly in a hurry.
What the fuck was that about?