Aurora's POV
A middle-aged man in a slightly worn-out suit walked to the witness stand. His hair was graying, and his hands looked rough from years of labor. Despite that, he had a kind smile on his face.
I turned back to see Jonathan walk in. I was shocked to an extent. Why would he come over to visit me at this time? When he's probably the last person I want to see?
Once he was sworn in, I began.
“Mr. Evans, how do you know Kai Anderson?”
He cleared his throat. “I own a small convenience store on West Belmont. About a year ago, I was struggling to pay rent, and the landlord was about to evict me. Mr. Kai walked into my store one night, bought a few things, and noticed I looked upset. He asked me what was wrong, and when I told him, he didn’t hesitate, he helped cover my rent
