The words Ace Kane had spoken—simple as they were—struck Suzy like a thunderbolt.
Stay tonight.
She had been preparing her anger, building up all the questions she had bottled for years, especially the one that tormented her most:
“I’m better than Emily Sunford in every way. So why… why did you marry her and not me? Why?!”
She had rehearsed that question in her heart countless nights.
But Ace never gave her the chance.
He just said, quietly, “Stay with me tonight.”
And for a woman like Suzy, that single sentence was more devastating than a thousand arguments.
Her eyes shimmered, tears gathering despite all her strength.
She hadn’t cried when her father kicked her out as a child.
She hadn’t cried when she was nearly violated in an alley.
She hadn’t cried when knives tore her back
