∆NO POV∆"Do you really think I want any of this to happen, Maddy?" Ezekiel huffed, exhaustion seeping into his voice.The confrontation had left him drained, and even after Maddison stormed out, the words of Maddison continued to echo through his mind like a relentless haunting. Each accusation lingered, digging deeper into wounds Ezekiel had been trying desperately to ignore.Hours slipped by in a blur of uneasy silence, the apartment growing dim as evening settled over the city lights visible through the windows. Ezekiel retreated to the solitude of his room, the door clicked shut behind him like a barrier against the world. He sank onto the edge of the bed, elbows braced on his knees, mind churning through layers of deception and strategy.His phone buzzed softly on the nightstand, drawing him from the spiral. A message from Ariana waited there, a photo attachment. He opened it with trembling fingers, and the image filled the screen, it's a candid shot she'd secretly captured
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