Ezra
Silence falls.
The way she looks at me breaks something in me. I see her anger on my behalf, her understanding but at the same time…she looks at me like I’m a stranger.
“I get it.” She sniffles, wiping her tears. “He deserved it. B-but…you kept this for years, you tailed my family, you used us…”
“I had to do what I could at the time.”
“Exactly. You told me once that I don’t know you…and you’re right.” She swallows. “I-I don’t know the man I’m in love with. I don’t know your thought process, I don’t know you, Ezra…and that sucks.”
My throat tightens. “You know me now.”
“Did…it’s crazy I have to ask this again, but after this revelation… Did you kill Tristan?”
I stiffen. “What?”
“Can you blame me for asking?” She wails. “You killed my dad for abusing your mom, you beat up Trist
