“Yes.”
“Ryan, that’s not your fault. You didn’t cause the accident. You didn’t make the choice to drink and drive. That was him.”
I pointed at Cody.
“That’s why I said I’m the reason you’re disabled.”
“But you saved my life,” I added. “You called the ambulance. You stayed with me. You gave me a reason to keep fighting.”
Cody spoke again, his voice weak.
“I wanted to turn myself in. But Ryan begged me not to. He said you didn’t remember the accident. That you didn’t know who hit you.”
