“I can hear it in her voice, Nate. She’s miserable.” He looks away, not willing to show me the pain the thought causes him. “Why didn’t you say something to me, man?” He gives me a sharp look. “She’s better than that. Deserves someone who realizes it on their own. Not someone who has to be reminded or convinced.” I know he’s right. He laughs lightly, like a weight’s been lifted. “I’m glad you’re sitting here right now, though.” He looks at me and an understanding passes between us. He cares about Kalani. He’d protect her from anything he could. Even me.
