Ezra's POV

My heart beat fast in my chest, as if it were trying to break free after all the pain I have put it through. I starred at nothing with my mouth slightly open, trying to work out just happened here

"Ezra?" Vic said, tilting her head trying to make eye contact and unlocking her arm from his. She had a very calm and comforting voice; one that could read you a story and within minutes you'd drift off.

"Ezra?" she repeated as he ran his fingers through his hair

"I..." he muttered

"What just happened? Why do I recognise her name?" clearly getting nowhere, she led him to his sofa and fixed him a glass of water

"Why was she here? " he thought outloud as he slipped off his coat

"More like how did she get in? She knows it's illegal, right, to break in?" Victoria gently joked.

"There's a key I keep under my mat, I guess she just remembered and..." his voice trailed off

"Ez, talk to me" Victoria said comfortingly putting her hand on his knee

"That was Aria" he nodded his head to direct her eyes to the photo that was sat on his study desk. On a mess of papers, books, pens without lids and a hidden laptop right at the bootom, sat a photo frame with a slight crack in the corner. In the photo frame was Ezra and Aria's first photo together. They were sat in his couch wearing brown paper bags; back when their relationship was secret

"Oh I remember! Didn't you two break up when she went to college?" Victoria quizzed

Ezra just nodded

"Then why was she here?"

"I don't know, Vic. I don't know! Ezra said, raising his voice as he stood up. He slid his hand into his pocket to reach his phone. Pressing his thumb on the unlock botton, his phone clicked to let him in. He swiped his thumb across a few screens, tapped a few buttons, before holding it up to his ear as he paced around the small apartment

"Are you ringing her?" Victoria asked, still looking at the photo

"Aria, when you get this, please phone me back. I... I mi... I nee.. We've just gotta talk"

He tried again.

No answer.

And again.

No answer

"Ezra, if she wants to talk to you, she will" Victoria hushed, strolling over to him

"No. I've gotta see her" He panicked, putting his coat back on and picking up his keys

"I'll be back" he turned and said as he walked out the door

"I'll be waiting" she replied, but the door shut before he could hear