EZRA
Ezra stared at her reflection for too long. The faint yellow top and dark jeans that she had put on didn't bring back the Ezra Houston she used to be. She had normal clothes on after such a long time that she almost didn't recognise herself. Ezra snapped out of it.
She didn't want to be too consumed in her current lifestyle. It was still just as humiliating as it sounded. Ezra didn't want herself to get used to the way she was living. She was still looking for the right moment to take her stand. She'd get out of this somehow, she determined.
But she just kept on getting entangled in her puzzling thoughts. Before anything, she had to know her own story. What exactly had happened in the past Axel kept on talking about.
Ezra looked to her side and spotted the bunch of files set on th
