Liora’s POV
The sound of the lock clicking behind me made my chest tighten. I froze for a second before slowly turning around. Ezra stood by the door, one hand still resting on the handle. His expression wasn’t angry. That almost made it worse. He looked calm, but there was something underneath it. Something restrained. The room suddenly felt smaller.
“What are you doing?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.
“We need to talk,” he said simply and directly.
I swallowed. “There’s nothing to talk about,” I replied quickly.
His eyes stayed on mine. “There is.”
I shook my head, taking a small step back without realizing it. “It was just last night. It doesn’t have to be anything more than that.”
The moment the words left my mouth, I wished I could take them back. Something shifted in
