No Use

Grace

“ What are you doing here, Grace? ” Alma blocks my way to the room Tristin is staying at.

The reception people refused to talk about his condition so I had to come up personally. But before I could go inside, Alma appeared before me and refused to step away.

“ Alma. I am here to check up— ”

“ I heard what happened. ” She says, not letting me finish.

I was about to tell her that I would check up on Tristin and then leave, but she didn’t look ready to hear any of it. She looks…different. Her eyes are not kind, and her lips are not smiling anymore.

My chest tightens. “ Ethan…didn’t cause that accident. ”

She must be angry because she thinks I am responsible for Tristin’s condition.

“ I know. ” Alma blinks calmly, surprising me.

“ Do you know who did this? ” Unconsciously, I step ahead and ask.

Alma looks down at my feet and then looks up. A cold glint flashes across her eyes but it’s gone before I can understand the reason behind it.

“ It was an accident. A drunk truck driver hi