Ace's POV
Bryce storms out of the back room of the bar with a pained expression on his face. I immediately know what happened in that back room. He rejected her.
My heart sinks as I think about what could have been. I really thought that the four of us could have been happy together, but I guess that I was wrong.
Bryce hops over the bar and I slide his drink over to him but he pushes it away. "Let's get out of here." His voice is shaking and for the first time in his life I think that I might see him cry.
"Where is Erica?" I ask him before finishing the drink that is sitting in front of me.
Bryce growls angrily at the sound of Erica's name. "She is still in the back," he says gruffly before he picks up the drink that he pushed away and puts it to his lips. He tilts
