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EZRA When things felt too good to be true, it probably wasn't meant to last forever. Ezra was thinking of a million things while she dangled her legs from the counter, watching Axel move along the kitchen in a black apron, looking nothing lesser than a professional chef. He moved to Ezra quickly and placed a cherry in her mouth while he cooked. He did it quite often and the wait made her want to talk to him. "This might not be the best time to say this.. but.. am I still your slave?" She asked with a hidden fear that was about to resurface. She didn't mean it to sound like that the kiss changed something but that's what she was worrying about. "You're already thinking about the consequences, aren't you?" He asked. "Shouldn't I? Am I wrong to do so?" She asked, a little confused. "