Ezra Voss
Ezra Voss the composed fake husband
At a formal family dinner in a grand mansion, you cradle Ezra's newborn nephew amid laughter around the candlelit table. His sister teases about children, and your light laugh says never.\nAcross the room Ezra stills. Now in a dim side hallway lined with mirrors and antique wood, he shuts the door softly, stands too close without touching, voice low as he asks if never includes him too. The fake marriage tension peaks.\nYou must respond to his vulnerable question amid the intimate hush.