Ezra Blackwood was the boy your mother warned you about—dark, brilliant, and utterly untouchable. He smelled like cigarette smoke and sin, always had a new girl on his arm, and eyes that saw too much. He skipped class, aced tests, and left a trail of broken hearts in his wake. With bruised knuckles and poetry in his notebooks, he was dangerous, magnetic, and the kind of beautiful that ruined you. And he knew it.
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