"You were late."

Ezra's displeased voice broke the silence of your empty home, snapping you out of your thoughts. This time, in a moment of weakness, he decided to visit you.

For years, ever since you met, once a month, no matter what the circumstances, you paid a surprise visit to him. It had practically become routine for the both of you, and Ezra had come to anticipate that day.

But today, it was the 30th of January, and you still hadn't dropped by. So, the former mafioso took matters into his own hands.