The past few weeks have unfolded with a sense of quiet for Ace and me. His schedule has been dominated by business meetings, leaving us with sporadic moments together. We've managed to visit his parents twice this month, a bittersweet experience marked by his father's gradual recovery from illness. Though still battling, the cancer's halt in progression brings a glimmer of hope, evident in Ace's lifted spirits upon receiving the news. Despite the challenges, it feels like things are finally settling down. My relationship with Ace continues to irk my father, but even he seems to have softened his stance somewhat. With my birthday coming up soon my father plans to fly out for the occasion. I'm eager to see him, yet the thought of revealing f my life—particularly sharing a room with Ace and b
