Nora’s POV
Ezra ceased to respond to my calls three days after Cassian prescribed him.
I thought that he only needed space. When he is angry, he is never open to any conversation, works harder, fights harder, and talks less. But this time it felt off. This silence was a sharp cutting thing, and my heart was sore.
I heard about him in whispers.
He’s fighting again.
Where?
Anywhere he can.
The initial encounter with him was by chance.
This was when I was leaving a small gym on the east side of town and I noticed a crowd behind a deserted storage building. No light, no music, just some low voices and air straining. I flipped even before I laid my eyes on him.
Ezra got out of the ring, naked, with all the blood on his knuckles and his lip hanging open. He was skinnier, more like he w
