Ezrah had overslept since his arrival in the wee hours of the morning. This was the first time he had slept in this late, but it felt as if he had not slept at all.
The first part of his sleep was spent thinking about all the nasty things he had said to Michelle.
How could he take them back? It seemed impossible. Unless he could erase Michelle’s memory from a month before the divorce, but that would also be wickedness.
Ezrah had never felt so useless in his life as he did today. He was petting the same woman who had destroyed his marriage, caused Zora’s accident, resulting in the loss of their child.
Now, the first call to wake him from bed was not from his secretary but from a doctor, because of the same cursed woman, Piper.
“What did you say?” Ezrah’s husky voice finally came throug
