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 kind without expecting anything in return, and for the first time in years, I felt like I had someone I could really talk to.
"You don't have to keep taking care of me like this," I said as we sat in a coffee shop downtown. "I know you have your own life and your own job to worry about."
"I want to t
