Ezra

The car ride has been…tense? And it’s all because of me. After the loaded question at the house, I had dismissed it.

Shit, I know she has questions, but what am I supposed to say?

It just slipped.

It felt like the right comparison to make, and I’m just realizing how dumb that is.

“Wren,” I try, squeezing her thighs.

She gives me a smile that doesn’t reach her eyes. “Hey.”

Fuck, she’s sad.

She looks like I kicked her puppy, the light in her eyes are gone and I ...