Under it, many people cried out, and she almost immediately answered one message.
“It’s him. We meet again after being apart for so long.”
Back then, this account was where she shared updates about her love with Ezra. This account I secretly followed for two years had no new posts, but it suddenly posted today.
In the picture, the hand that was purposely shown, the right hand, belonged to Ezra.
Because the mark on his wrist came from when he hurt himself before to avoid ending things with me, this time the wedding ring was gone, only leaving light marks.
I moved gently and gave the necklace back to him.
“Ezra, since I was young until now, I haven’t worn necklaces.”
At that moment, he froze, his face showing a bit of discomfort.
When we were fifteen, the first present he gave me was a necklace, and I told him then.
“Sorry, I don’t like wearing necklaces.”
At that time, he said, “I’ll always remember, I’ll remember everything you like!”
Before he could say more, a call came in.
“Mr. Howard, Miss Trevino keeps yelling that she wants to die. Please come fast and check!”
Soon, I heard Heidi’s voice; she cried and screamed.