Ezra’s pov,
I was asleep when I heard the faint shuffle of footsteps, it felt light, irritated and familiar. The sound of the drawers opening followed by a bag hitting the wooden desk and a muttered curse.
My eyes blinked open slowly, the room was dim and the curtains were halfway drawn, I could see her shadows bent over the dresser and her movements were sharp like she just got offended.
“Lauren?” I murmured, pushing up on my elbows. “You are back already?” I added.
She didn't even bother staring at me, her soft smile which I clearly knew she faked never sufficed. Instead, she brushed past my question with a stiff, tired reply“Yeah” as she headed straight into the bathroom.
The door shut after her and the sound of the shower pouring came in a second later.
I let out a deep sigh and
