Ace POV
After spending the night, getting some things and weakening Cress by her fatuous demand of wasting my savory pastry, we went back.
We entered from the back side where Archer and her parents were present, waiting for her with a displeased expression. They were not enlivened to find Cress in this condition.
“What happened?” Vena asked, rushing to Cress and holding her, pushing us away from her.
“Nothing, she ate a pastry and threw it out.” Lucas sighed, shrugging his shoulders, resting his hands in his pockets.
And the glare Vena sent in my direction, I knew she would blame this on me and she said, “Who told you to go along with that man!?”
And doing what I should, I didn’t pay attention to her random blabbering and began to put the things I got away with.
“It must be him, rig
