"You're...a God." Ophelia whispered, stepping closer to him to reach up and touch his face softly.
Ezra didn't speak, staring into her eyes with almost no emotions in his own.
It was evident that it was taking s lot of strength for him to even stand at the moment and Ophelia didn't know why but her heart ached for him.
"I am." He whispered.
"How long has she been treating you this way?" She asked, feeling her heart struggling in her ribcage and more than certain of the fact that he could hear it.
Ezra wanted to look away, he wanted to find words to be able to explain what he felt. But he could do neither. Not with his mate's inquisitive eyes inspecting his every movement.
"She isn't always like that." He muttered, shaking his head before stepping away from her embrace and walkin
