Larisa's pov
It's been three days since I've been taking care of Ezra, his body was still weak and needed time to heal!
"Larisa, can you pass me that book!" He requested.
"Sure!" I handed him the book with a warm smile.
Ezra was different, he was soft, polite, and respectful and that made me realize how much Kendrick's death affected him and turned his real self into a cruel one!
"What soup are you making for me today?" He asked as I have been cooking for him a lot of things lately.
"It's a surprise, I won't tell you!" A smile flashed on his lips with my words.
"You've been stuck in this room because of me, aren't you bored?" He didn't want to be a burden on me.
"Your company is not that boring!" I replied and his eyes flickered as if relief bloomed in his heart.
"Should we go out
