Chapter 82

Kamari's Point of View

The next two hours were the longest of my life. I could barely contain myself. Paced up and down the living room until I was sure the soles of my shoes were worn through.

Every time I would pick at my cuticles, Malakai's voice would pop into my head. Spread out across my body until I let my hands fall to my sides.

Gaelan had decided on drinking whiskey at this time in the morning.

With the sun rising slowly, I could see the amber liquid slosh in his glass as he walked back and forth between the kitchen and the living room. Nolan on the other hand was much calmer than the two of us.

He kept to himself on the couch. Opened up the curtains enough to see the cars coming and going. Most of them were heading to work or school. Some stopped on the sidewalks to pick up more people.

It was an endless loop. One that shattered my nerves every time I heard a car engine come down the street.

When I had spoken to Zayan over the phone, it was different. I was another person.