POV’s Tate
I wrapped my arms around Lena, hugging her tightly.
“Hey,” I murmured into her hair.
“Hey, Tate.” God, her voice sounded so sad.
I pulled away, giving Riley a quick hug as well. I didn’t miss how her eyes scanned me, looking to see if something was wrong.
As the three of us walked into the living room, I noticed Philip walking over.
“Hey, guys,” He said, offering them both a nod.
“Hey,” Riley replied.
Lena gave him a quiet nod.
Philip seemed to understand that it was all right for him to leave now. “Alright, I’m gonna head out.”
He walked past Riley and Lena, and I led him to the door.
I looked up at him, finding those eyes swimming with thoughts that I wanted to hear.
“Thank you,” I whispered.
Philip shrugged. “Anytime.”
I didn’t know how he could be so casual. H
