Ken’s POV
I should have left it alone.
That was what I told myself after my conversation with Karl ended, but the thought refused to disappear. Liora had a boyfriend. His name was Ezra, Karl liked him, and from everything my son had said, the man treated him well.
That should have been enough.
I had no right to question Liora about her private life anymore. We were divorced, and I had married Helen. Whatever Liora chose to do with her life was no longer my business.
But Ezra was different because Karl was involved.
I wanted to know who the man was.
I sat on the balcony for a while, staring at the water before finally picking up my phone and calling an old friend who had spent quite a bit of time in New York.
After exchanging greetings, I asked casually, “Do you remember where Liora
