"Talk," Nicholas ordered, his foot tapping the floor.
Ezra blinked slowly, "Um, what do you want me to say?"
They were standing in the hallway, where Nicholas had dragged Ezra out to question him.
"Don't fuck with me, Ezra, just speak," Nicholas frowned.
Ezra sighed, "Okay, so, where is your apartment?" He asked.
Nicholas balled his fists in irritation, "Why do you have to be a traitor, Ezra? Why did you bring Sebastian here? Do you know you're hurting Zeno all over again?" His voice was lowered so Nana wouldn't hear him.
She was busy watching a movie with Sebastian and Ken and disturbing her was the last thing he'd do.
"Oh, I see what you mean. You think I told Sebastian about your location?" Ezra asked.
Nicholas scoffed, "Of course, you've been texting Nana all these years behind our back. I mean, it was fine if she told you, no one gives a shit if you're in Paris, but did you have to tell Sebastian?" He glared at Ezra.
