Young Adult

Chaoter fifty one - Do I love you's count after marriage?

Ezra's eyes widened as I uttered those three words, I could only smile more as tears streamed down my face.

"You don't have to meet her now, you don't have to meet her in the near future, but please at least get closure. I'll still love you even if you don't love yourself right now." Ezra kissed me as soon as I finished speaking.

"That's the fourth time you've said that, the first when I looked after you when you were sick, the second when I proposed to you and the third when we got married. I know you don't take those words lightly so thank you." He smiled over at me.

I burst straight back into tears "I'm sorry, I don't know what's wrong with my recently, I didn't even cry when stupid Tiffany got the limited edition Tom Ford handbag when I didn't. Now I cry at everything." Ezra began laughing for the first time in a while.

"Alright, I'll speak to her for you, but only for you. And I'm allowed not to say anything back." I nodded smiling at him, as long as he knows why she abandoned him I don't care what conclusion he comes to.

Ms Walters called Ezra that night and they agreed to meet the day after tomorrow, as Wednesday rolled around Ezra began to grow more nervous until he finally talked to her.

It's now Friday but Ezra hasn't really changed after meeting her, he wanted to be alone on Wednesday and flew to Texas for a meeting early Thursday and wouldn't be home until Friday night.

However Ms Walters called me again on Thursday to see if we could meet on Friday in her break, I agreed as Ezra said it was fine.

"Addison." Ms Walters spoke as we sat down at a cafe once more this week, "why did you want to see me again?" I asked as I sat down opposite her.

She sighed, looking even more worn out since I last saw her, "Ezra didn't say anything when I met him last, had he said anything to you?" I shook my head, "he's been on a work trip since you two spoke."

I decided that now was a good time to ask her my burning question "why did you abandon him? I've thought about it a lot and I just find the reason that you left him alone at fifteen."

Ms Walters sombrely smiled "I know right, why did I do that? Ezra's dad died when he was six and left us alone in a strange country with no money, I spent his childhood working as many part time jobs as I could get and made sure that I was present in his life as both a mom figure and a dad figure." She spoke as she traced the rim of her glass.

"It was when Ezra was a teenager and I got my first full time office job, there I met my future husband and we began to date. I guess that I stopped paying enough attention to him as he was thirteen, he would enter art contests and I would take my boyfriend there, I tried so hard to give Ezra a father figure that I never asked him if he wanted one." She sighed once more.

"Ezra began to act out, he would shout back at me if I left him alone for a weekend, and after two years of this I gave him the keys to my boyfriends apartment after we got into a bad fight over my boyfriend moving in with us. I slaved for almost a decade to make sure that he had food on a plate it angered me that he didn't support my happiness now..." Ms Walters muttered as she stopped her tears.

"I gave him those keys thinking that he would only last a month, then I thought he could only last two months, but after three months I decided to see if he was okay as I finally had cooled down. But he had sold the house and I couldn't find him anywhere, he had changed schools aswell, I didn't want to call the police as they would just send him to an orphanage and I didn't want him to go through that, so I just decided to realise that he could live by himself, I mean I nursed my sick father at that age." I sighed at her story, not knowing how to react.

I wanted to curse her out but was it even my place to do so? I mean Ezra said that he doesn't hate her, if I looked at the situation with an unbiased view I guess that they're both responsible for being too stubborn to see each-other. But I have to be biased, I'm Ezra's wife.

I ran my fingers through my hair in frustration of what to say, "what do you want me to do? I can't ask him to talk to you, I don't want to sacrifice our relationship for one he cut off." I replied blatantly.

She smiled back at me, "ever since you handed me Ezra's business card on Monday I've researched him, I never knew that he was capable of where he's got to now, he even married the daughter of a billionaire who loved him. You've given him more than I ever can now, can you promise me to always put him first?"

I rolled my eyes at her plead "no I can't, I will always put myself first, Ezra wouldn't want that to change anyways as I wouldn't be the confident Addison he loves. But I can love him forever, not for your sake, for mine." She laughed for a second at my statement.

"Thank you, you're well suited for each-other." I scoffed, leaning back into my seat and crossing my arms, "there's one more thing I want to ask you." I spoke, "what is it?" She asked.

"Do you have any baby pictures of Ezra?" I mumbled, embarrassed of asking her, ms Walters laughed once more and nodded, "I have some pictures at home, do you want my number to meet with you to give them to you after I've made copies?", I avoided eye contact and nodded.

"That would be fine, here's my number." I handed her my business card and left.