I swallow heavily, my whole body trembling at the sound of his voice. There is no denying why I am still here in the hallway, and I am certain he will know it. So, I do the first thing I think of which is to ignore him and continue my path to the bathroom.
My heart pounds within my chest, but Ezra is by my side within seconds, taking hold of my hand to stop me running any further. “You running away from me, sweetheart?” He asks softly, with an equally soft smile upon his face. My cheeks flush. “I am assuming you heard all that? I am sorry, I did not think you would be listening. You should not hear your husband speaking like that...” His voice falters a little, like he is thinking.
Ezra seems so far from the man that his brother is. He seems a genuines kind and caring man. But what I h
