Zoya’s P.O.V
An almost uncomfortable silence descended upon the table as I mentioned Lily. I knew I shouldn’t have asked him, shouldn’t have dug up his past like this…but I couldn’t help it.
Somehow, I found curiosity mix with my jealousy over the woman who once had Ezra’s heart. I liked it…the attention that Ezra gave me, like I was the center of his words. Every word of encouragement, every compliment he gave me…I took them all to heart.
But it was only after I saw the way a shadow descend upon his face, his expression become guarded…that I realized my mistake. It wasn’t my place to ask about her. I hardly knew Ezra that well myself…then who was I to rub salt on a still fresh wound, all in the name of curiosity? However…with Sam still waiting for me in my cabin…I had to also think abo
