Ileana was so prepared to be angry at him. She had her lecture and everything prepared in her head. How she was going to tell him how stupid he had been, perhaps even remind him of the fact he told her to avoid all these bad things and ran right for them. Clutching the strap to her bag, she set her face in her clenched jaw look until the door opened.
Cole looked miserable, even if he had tried to hide it. Miserable and in pain. She took in the fact he had to be walking with a cane and her face immediately fell into worry. “Hi.” Holding out her hand to gently take his arm, “God damn, Cole. Come on..” Ileana wouldn't let go of Cole's arm, helping him back to the couch after she shut the door behind her.
“Geez, you look worse than I did,” she tried to smile, but it fell short.