Chapter 72. Ezra Is My?

Adeline’s POV

I closed my eyes, expecting her hand to land on my face as I saw her striking towards me.

But it never came.

Instead, I heard Ezra’s voice.

“Stop!”

My eyes flew open. There he was, his hand was wrapped around Iris’s wrist, freezing her mid-air.

Her arm trembled as she tried to push forward, but he held her firm and she wasn’t able to move.

“Let me go!” Iris screamed, twisting her hand in his grip.

“Don’t you dare lay a hand on her!” Ezra growled.

My heart skipped. I hadn’t expected him to step in. Not for me. Not like this.

He was still weak, still healing, but he stood there, rushing to stand between us like a wall I didn’t ask for—but one I suddenly needed.

His hand was still seizing her hand and he never let go.

“Do you know who I am?!” Iris barked, trying to break free.

“Iris, please,” I whispered, with my trembling voice as I turned to Ezra. “Let her go.”

The last thing I wa