As we continued watching the movie, I couldn’t help but break the silence. "Are you waiting for someone’s call?" I asked, still keeping my gaze fixed on the screen.
Ezekiel tilted his head slightly, watching me out of the corner of his eye. "Your mom," he replied.
I sighed and finally looked at him, my voice tinged with a touch of resignation. "She won’t call you. She loves her work more than anything."
Ezekiel smiled, a hint of amusement in his eyes. "Oh really?"
I met his gaze with confidence, certain of my words. "Yes!"
He seemed unconvinced. "I don’t think so," he countered.
I smirked, feeling a challenge in the air. "Wanna bet?"
Ezekiel leaned back on the couch, relaxing further into the cushions. His hand rested on the back of the couch, his fingers almost brushing against my
