Anthony asked the question even though he knew the answer. The way Roby, his half-brother, the brother Mogale had wanted them to welcome into their family stood protectively over Gauta, said it all. He was the man she had told him about.
“Is he the one?” Anthony asked just to confirm his suspicions.
Gauta flinched at his words. Anthony watched as Roby came close and placed his hand gently on her shoulder. She leaned into his touch, which seemed to comfort and reassure her, because she straightened and stared at him, defiance in her eyes.
The trust and love they displayed had Anthony’s heart squeezing in his chest. He wished he could have the same thing with Naledi.
What did it take to win her trust? He didn’t know. He was so clueless in the matters of the heart, he didn’t know whe
