Amelia
I can’t believe what I just saw. Ezra was standing there kissing another woman. I look at the woman.
“Amelia,” Ezra approaches me, but I back away.
“What is going on?” I say as the tears well up and fall. “What?” I say as I suddenly can’t breathe. I hold my belly and take deep breaths.
“Amelia,” Ezra pleads and reaches for me, but I slap his arm away.
“Get away from me,” I say, walking out of the penthouse.
Ezra grabs my arm, “Wait.”
“No,” I scream and slap him hard across the face. “Let go of me,” I say and storm out of the penthouse. Willow follows behind me, and we wait for the elevator.
“Hi,” the woman who was kissing Ezra mutters from behind.
“f*****g w***e,” Willow mutters.
“I’m sorry. It was my fault. I kissed him,” She explains.
I glare at her, “Well, you can
