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Clear: Chapter 30

Chapter 30: "Critical Hit, Finish Him !!"

The hour was 6AM, and the second I opened my eyes to the alarm all I could think about was Ezra.

I'm still too embarrassed.

I listened to the powerful purring flushed against the side of my head. As strange as it was, a little feline's unconditional love did pull me out of my despair for a minute. It should have aided me in getting up, but I was still lacking motivation.

Stuck on everything that happened over twelve hours ago, I couldn't stop wondering how I thought Ezra and I were going to work? Well, when I let nothing else come into the view, I thought I could see it. But reality wasn't ever going to let itself be forgotten.

He was my boss, I was his intern, and we were a bad mix.

Then again, I couldn't wonder if I was pointing the blame in the wrong direction. First, I blamed myself again and again for letting Ezra think I was ready for something like that. Then, I blamed myself for what I did on Saturday. And after that, I blamed myself for staying at the job.

Outside of Chris and Renee's comfort, it's been nothing but a whirlwind since I started. I couldn't take this back and forth anymore.

But was I going to do this again? Was I going to open up the job finder and apply to a slew of jobs to see where my application would stick? The thought was exhausting, so I closed my computer and sat on the edge of the bed.

Just relax. Don't do anything asinine like you normally would.

My first reaction rarely served in my favor, and I had to learn from the mistakes at some point. Unfortunately, it took me almost sleeping with my boss to have a wake up call. But when Ezra's came into view again, I had to think hard on what was I waking up from?

If what I was asking was truly a mystery, then there had to be clues to solve it.

One clue was still on the floor, instantly reminding me of what happened the day before.

It was... amazing.

What lasted of it, that is. Saturday was the first time I told myself I really liked him. As much as I wanted to deny it, I couldn't. So, if I went with my gut when I saw him for the first time after the weekend, what was there to regret?

"God, I really messed up," I admitted to myself.

I kept telling myself to smile, but as I remembered my last moments with Ezra, I started to give in to the emotions. I just wanted to see him. Trying to admit to myself that I was starting to fall hard for him was nearly impossible when I was sure I had hit the ground a while ago.

I was halfway to the shower when, I stopped dead in my tracks at the sound of soft knocks. It took me a moment to try and process which emotion would be appropriate depending on who was outside of my apartment.

Maybe it's him!

Excited, I hurried to the door and unlocked it. There was no one there, at least no one standing in front of my door. I looked out toward the elevator, and a random man with a stack of papers and tape entered the parting elevator doors.

A piece of paper was stuck onto each residents door, and I glanced to the back of my door to see mine.

I muttered as I read, "New deadbolt installations to be implemented on every tenant's door, maintenance to begin tomorrow at 7AM. All concerns and questions can be addressed with superintendence during office hours."

I read the three signatures from management. Of course, one of them was familiar.

I was tempted to pick up my phone and contact him, but apologies over the phone weren't appropriate in my book. Plus, I wasn't sure if he was still angry, and the thought of how he couldn't look at me before he left made me pause.