Chapter 188: Fury Of A Scorned Woman.

Ezra drew back slightly after intentionally holding his head out so the raindrops could fall on it. He'd been standing outside the balcony longer than he normally would, especially on a stormy night. But he just couldn't make himself go back inside. The cold night air was heavy with the scent of wet trees, and the thick darkness surrounded him like a presence. “God, I'm such a fool,” he muttered to himself as he pushed the wet bangs of his hair off his forehead, then sighed. He was definitely worse than a fool, with the number of problems he'd gotten himself into in such a short while. It'd only be a matter of time before his father completely gave up on him. He sighed and moved to lean over the balcony railings again. He stayed like that for a few minutes, then suddenly raised his head, a confused frown settling over his face as he looked around. There was no one there except him. But his mind had somehow tried to convince him that someone…. His eyes widened, and he stumbled