The following week was Ezra's funeral. I didn't want to go, I didn't want to leave my bed, I barely have since I came home from the hospital. But my mum say that I should go since I was the last person to see him. After driving to the venue I just wanted to climb into bed and watch Netflix for 48 hours straight while eating endless pots of Ben and Jerry's ice cream, but I can't. Everyone kept coming up to me and hugging me saying there sorry for my loss. I couldn't handle it I just got in the car and left.
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The things I should have said
RomanceAria's best friend is Ezra but is there something more? Will Ezra's day of surprises have a bad ending? I hope you enjoy this story. I have an idea for an other story which will hopefully be longer then my others and I am trying to plan it out more.
