The sight of them together sent Ace in a spiel of desperation and anguish so hard that he literally felt the flesh of his heart tearing. Their closeness was noticed as Theia bent towards Hunter to whisper something in his ears, with the latter nodding his assent briskly.
Then, she turned towards him, clueless to how his heart was shattering in millions of pieces. “Ace? How are you feeling?”
Like a Volvo truck had just ridden all over my heart? he thought inwardly but struggled to sit up. “I’m feeling better,” he replied, but was horrified to discover that his voice was husky and hoarse. That had nothing to do with his predicament, and everything to do with the golden couple in front of him.
His eyes darted to the ceiling for no reason, more likely because he didn’t want to be a hands-o
