Ezekiel's Pov,
The sound of Lauren's footsteps pounding up the stairs made my chest pound harder.
I watched her disappear into the hallway, and the door to her room slammed shut so hard I felt the walls were about to tremble. I stood rooted for a while at the bottom of the stairs, Chantel’s presence was already gone but the damage— it still hanged thick in the air.
I shouldn't follow her and I knew that, but the house had gone quiet. I climbed the stairs slowly, every step felt heavier than the last and now I was halfway down the hallway when I heard her voice— soft at first but I wasn’t mistaking, she was crying.
It wasn't the restrained quiet type if tears, but the heart breaking one.
I stopped outside her door as my hand hovered uselessly in the air. This wasn't my place and it was
