37. Willow/Luca: Emotions

Carlos's car picked me up at the hospital after I called him. When he arrived, I walked up to him with a frown.

"We need to talk," I said, entering the car, so no suspicion would be raised if the police were still around. "What did you do to him?" I asked, teary.

"Who?" He asked.

"George. What did you do to him yesterday?"

"What do you mean?" he turned to face me.

"George is in a coma. Did you beat him up? What did you do?" I shouted. He paused for a while staring at me and then he chuckled.

"I didn't beat George up. We didn't even fight, we just had a peaceful conversation and I walked out on him"

"So why is he in a coma?"

"Maybe he had an accident." Carlos started the car and then drove out of the hospital.

"I don't believe you. You don't seem shocked or remorseful. You didn't even ask to see him at the hospital"

"George and I didn't share a close relationship." He said.

My eyes were swollen with tears. "If the police come to me again. I'll be mentioning your name. You saw him last,