Vanya POV

Three days had passed since the horrible confrontation at the restaurant, and Richmond had been checking on me every single day. He would call in the morning to ask how I was feeling, take me to lunch or dinner, and even went shopping with me when I needed to buy more clothes for my new life.

I had never had a friend like him before. Bernard had always been jealous of anyone who showed me attention, so I had learned to keep people at a distance. But Richmond was different. He was ...