Chapter 124. Better Start Talking

Ezra POV

There’s some shuffling behind Ray’s door and my heart races as the footsteps come closer.

Wren’s phone in my hand feels like a bomb, something I shouldn’t be holding. Not after everything that’s happened.

“This visit couldn’t wait, babe?” I hear Ray’s annoyed mumble, and the door pulls open.

His frown only deepens when he sees me. “What are you doing here?”

Ray stands in front of me with a small sock in his hand—that could only belong to the baby—and a glare in his eyes.

“Wren,” I begin. 

“She’s asleep,” he interrupts, and points his finger at me. “And you’re not welcome here. Stay away from my little sister.”

And that fucking does it.

The way