Ezra’s POV
After Zeke told me the news about his application to Oxford, I struggled to remain stoic. It was always something I did well, I had had to learn a poker face very early on.
At first, because I wasn’t ready to come out. Then, when I did, not to show how much it hurt when people judged me. Later, as a teacher, it was essential at the crazy Boy’s school, not to let them know they had gotten to me.
Finally, I used my ability to remain deadpan in even the most emotional circumstances to hide my feelings for Zeke. Initially with him, and later with everyone else.
However, it wasn’t lost on me that Zeke could always see through it. I knew he had caught a glimpse of my anguish, but he needed my support, and I need him to know that I was not going to be the person to get in his way
