Every word she spoke pierced through me, carrying the weight of her pain. It seemed it was not easy for her to say either. I turned restless when she said this, felt like everything was slipping through my palm like sand. I have to stop her.
"Ezra... Please give me a chance," I pleaded with desperation. She wasn't consumed by anger anymore; instead, she appeared calm. I hoped that if I persisted a little more, she would consider my plea. But her stubbornness surpassed anyone I had ever known.
"You know what?" She chuckled, her laughter devoid of joy. "The insecurities you've instilled in my heart are difficult to erase now. Your actions scared me. Even if you claim to love me, I can't help but wonder what kind of cruel prank you might be planning. I am not angry with you, but I think we
