Jace
I tried to focus on work, but my mind kept wandering. By late evening, I grabbed my jacket and bag, ready to head home.
During the drive, a troubling thought kept bothering me. Why couldn’t I perform normally at home? It seemed I could only function properly when I was away from her.
This question stayed with me until the driver announced we had arrived.
“You’re back,” Aria said as soon as I got out of the car.
“Have you been waiting for me?” I asked, reaching out to hug her. Instead of returning the embrace, she pushed me away.
“What’s wrong, Aria? Why are you acting like this?”
“Why?” she cried, and this time her tears were real. “Why did you tell that b***h your father doesn’t like me? You told her you wouldn’t marry me!”
“What? Is this why you won’t let me near you? Who to
