Ezra's POV
"Why are you here again?" I asked.
He sat down beside me and rested his head on my shoulder. He was getting clingier by the second, and I'd had enough, so I pushed him away.
"What the hell? Do you think this is all a joke? Why are you here again? Or don't tell me—you want both of us now just because we have the same face?"
"It's not that," he muttered.
"Then what is it?" I asked.
His eyes were on me, but after hearing my question, he turned his head away. I understood. That meant I had guessed right.
"But... I can't fall asleep unless you're by my side," he said, turning back toward me.
"Calix, please don't bother me anymore. I'm only here for a few days, and then I'll leave. What will you do then?"
I was still speaking when he suddenly pushed me down on the bed and pulled me onto him. I tried to get off, but his grip tightened.
I struggled for a few minutes, then gave up and just lay on his chest.
"What about Ethan? Does he know you're here?"
