Chapter 22

"I didn’t expect you to come. I thought you guys hated me," Warren said, standing up from his bed.

"We don’t hate you," I said, before flinging my arms around Warren. I suddenly felt bad for him with everything that Galam told me yesterday. "We just want to help."

Warren cried into my hair a little longer before mumbling apologies repeatedly. I patted his back, telling him it was okay. When we parted, I smiled widely when Galam and Warren did the man hug thing, patting each other’s back hard.

"Man, I’ve missed you," Warren said when he stood in front of us.

"Hey," Galam said, slapping Warren on the back. "I’ve got to ask you a serious question though."

"What is it?" Warren asked. "Anything. I’ll try to answer to the best of my abilities."