Chapter Five
Ezra
I'd hit a new low. Using my terminally ill mother as an excuse to get Lisa to spend time with me. But I was desperate.
It was true. I did need her, like I always had. It was just sometimes in the past I'd made decisions I thought were for the best and I'd been wrong.
So very wrong.
Placing the drinks down on the table, Juliet's hopeful eyes were focused on me.
"What did she say to you?"
"I asked her on a date, and she said we were done." I picked up my pint and drank a third of it down.
"Oh, Ezra. Maybe she just needs time?"
I shrugged my shoulders. "When I told her about Mum, she did offer me a shoulder to lean on," I lied. "So at least I get to spend time with her. I just need to use some of that time to make her see I regret what separated us in the past and t
