Even as a young teenager, Malik was an immovable force, easily the tallest, strongest boy in their village. All the girls blushed when he came near, and the boys warred between hating him and wanting to be his best friend. But Wilder knew he was his brother’s true best friend. They did everything together. Which was why he didn’t understand why Mal was leaving now, why he was giving Wilder a look of resignation, seeming far older and wiser than he had any right to.
I love them ill cry
