Chasing Fate

Chapter 6

'Love is an untamed force. When we try to control it, it destroys us. When we try to imprison it, it enslaves us. When we try to understand it, it leaves us feeling lost and confused.

          - Paulo Coelho
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Chapter 6 ~ Half Questioned Answers

My heart stopped for nothing more than a second when I asked this persistent question that was mentioned twice this week, whereas Ezra looked away from me and spoke nothing but silence as if all the colour on his face drained.

I wondered if I said something wrong and shuffled a tad so that it would break the sudden awkward silence and his eyes immediately raising up to meet my gaze.

"S-Sorry I um didn't mean to interfere-"

Ezra chuckled a little which gave me a sign of relief that it wasn't something taken to an offence. "-No you didn't. I mean she was just someone that I used to know-- really well." He spoke again gently looking at me with a smile and immediately I looked down in a triumphant grin in response.

But still that's wasn't enough for me. I wanted to know more. In fact I wanted to know what she looked like, who she was? So many questions were running through my head like buckets of water and because of my persistent personality I was going to get the answer.

"If you don't mind me asking who was she?" I brought up the subject again as my stomach churned in a sort of warning to not go forward but my mind kept on yearning for more.

"Aria was my wife and funnily she left me about two years ago." He replied cupping his hands together and looked at me as if it was a straight forward question anyone would ask as his grin hid held the pain to show in front of me.

Two years. Wow. The love he had for her. Just wow. Wonder if Damon would wait that long for me.

I unfolded my arms and straightened myself and let the plum of my cheeks fold in a red colour of embarrassment that was my taking over my face.

I am such a bi*tch. Vic you are such a- and you insulted him in the coffee shop. Ugh!

The top of my heels tapped twice on the hard floor while I bit my bottom lip with force, thinking what to say. "I'm so sorry- I mean I didn't know she left you! I-I well she's a bitch for leaving you a- shit,"  In a haste I clasped my mouth shut and held my right hand to it trying to stop myself from running my mouth anymore.

His mouth held out agape and I mouthed a sorry through my covered mouth and his eyes softened and again that same smile came out which creased the side of his temples in an almost cute way.

"She died." I heard his voice again and my head turned towards his and my mouth dropped in shock again.

Well done Vic. Just well fuck*ing done! You've just made an utter fool out of yourself!

"I-I'm so sorry. I didn't-"

"-Hey, how many times are you going to say sorry, if you keep of saying sorry I won't be able to explain." Ezra replied stopping me in between as I rolled my eyes in contentment and took my hand and slid it across my mouth in a sense I wouldn't interrupt him again.

But another thought pondered at the back of my head at the fact he was left for two years in love with the same women and in a sense that I barely knew I could nearly feel want he felt.

"So today at the coffee shop, why did you think I was her?"

"I thought it was her when I looked at you because well you just- kind of resemble her but maybe it was just me thinking too much earlier. I am terribly sorry though," He muttered with a chuckle. "I wasn't meant to get you pissed off or about to tackle me on the grou-"

"Hey, stop saying sorry." I smiled in a friendly gesture.

Before I could speak again a knock echoed through the door and Mr Howle peered through as mine and Ezra's gaze turned towards him. "Yes?"

"Ms Evans, Mr Roberts is still at his confirmation signing and has asked if you could finalize the publishing deal with Mr Fitzgerald if that's a problem?" He spoke as I turned to Ezra a gestured a nod of agreement as Howle left the room leaving us again.

HOLY JESUS! Fitz GERLAD!

I cocked an eyebrow up and looked at Ezra in suspicion, "Mr Fitzgerald hmm, I didn't know the Fitzgeralds' changed their name to Fitz." I smirked at him as I stood up walking over to Damon's desk as Ezra cleared his throat applied pressure on his jaw.

"If you want to be a writer, you don't want a albatross like that around your neck." He explained with a sigh and I lifted my hands out to him acting as if I knew nothing.

"Right, so what if your last name was something like-- Hemingway?" I suggested.

"Then I would be Ezra Hem." He justified while sitting up to face me more closely but keeping out distance between Damon's desk.

I laughed under my breath as I managed to swirl my way through the tight space of the desk chair and the desk itself, "Hmm, it almost sounds like your clearing your throat." And I looked up at him and our eyes met at a sudden where the both of us were just at a matter of staring from less than a meter away. It was at a most where I was drowning into the hazel blue orbs of his eyes where he did the likewise to my hazel brown ones.

And then the suspicion crept up to me again like a punch in the gut, "Are you sure that we've never met before," I cocked my head to the side tapping my long nails on the desk to think.

"Ms Evans, I'm sure that we haven't." Ezra removed his gaze from me and nodded his head twice walking towards me again as I shook my head lightly to clear the thought.

Clearing my throat I moved onto the real reason why we were here and sat down, straightened my hands in the table and cupped them with each other to act all sophisticated and may I add, I'm not very good at that. I mean the real reason why I'm here is not because this is my job, but because Damon is my boyfriend, and a very protective one may I just add.

Instead on me starting it off, surprisingly he did and in all truthfulness I wasn't listening at all. "So the book is ab-"

"You want to do this over dinner-- or lunch, something like that. I mean somewhere thats not like...here?" I suggested in a loud and almost eager tone, propping my elbow to wait for his answer while interrupting him. Not caring if it was rude at all.

"Umm, sure why not?"

"Excellent," I beamed out a grin. "But wouldn't your boyfriend envy me?" Ezra smirked and as the mention boyfriend escaped his lips I noticed the sheer hard of his Adam apple and his jaw.

"Hey, he was the one that told me to finalize the deal with you. So we do it Vic's way not Damon's way."

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