Chapter 163 Leave（2）
- “Malik is not… he’s downstairs.” I pushed myself to his lap. “It’s my fault. I should have told you or called to know if you were still coming. But I jumped to conclusions and made assumptions. I’m sorry, Ezra.”
- He curled a lock of hair around his finger but didn’t say the word I wanted to hear. I stabbed his cheeks with my middle fingers.
- “Say something,” I murmured.