“How is she?”
Greg looked up in surprise to find Finn standing on the other side of Charlotte’s bed. “She’s okay,” he replied, looking back down at his sister. “Claire said she should wake up on her own soon, so we just have to wait.”
“That’s good man,” Finn said with a strained smile.
“Look, I’m really sorry for everything,” Greg said awkwardly, licking his lips nervously. “They had Charlotte and I just didn’t know what else to do.”
Finn sighed and rubbed the back of his neck, “I’m not going to pretend that what you did was okay,” he said, and Greg’s face fell, “But I think I get it, man,” he added reluctantly. “If it was my brother, I would have done anything to get him back.”
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