“You what?” His eyes narrowing as he took a step forward. I stayed rooted in place, forcing myself to hold his gaze even though my chest felt like it might cave. “I fought for you. Even when everyone else wrote you off. I didn’t.” “Bullshit.” He scoffed, shaking his head. “You fought for me? You knew what they did to me-what Crimson did-and instead of busting me out, you sat on your hands?” “It wasn’t that simple. I couldn’t do it alone. But I didn’t stop looking for a way. I… I gave hints to Billy and Hughie. They found you, didn’t they? They brought you back.” “Oh, sure, let’s give you a gold star for breadcrumbs” He snapped, his tone dripping with sarcasm. “Meanwhile, I spent decades in a goddamn coma while you played puppet master.”