**Ezra's POV**
Walking away from Alessandra was agonzing. Every step I took towards the door was a thousand daggers to my heart. I wanted terribly to abandon every instinct I had to stay loyal to her father, and to risk my life to love her. But, something inside of me kept my feet moving me forward and out of the door. I don't know how I am going to be around her and resist touching her. It was a foolish idea to give her the idea to move into my building. What was I thinking? I made it sound like she could be a casual fling, when she is so much more.
I dreaded returning home. Ever since the night she spent here, this place has felt so different. I have trouble falling asleep in my bed because I want to hold her. I can't get comfortable on the couch because her perfume is still there on
