KARLA'S POV
Maybe it was all a dream. Maybe last night didn't happen. Maybe I fell asleep right after dinner and then had a bad dream about Anita and that whole mess.
I let myself hold on to that delusion until Ace walked into our room and I saw the look on his face. He was angry enough that he couldn't even hide his feelings for me.
"Hey," I said, and he planted a small kiss on my cheek before dropping to the bed beside me.
"Did you sleep well?"
I nodded. There was no need to tell him that I turned and tossed even with the fact that he was the one holding me. He was there. He had been unable to sleep, too. He finally gave up the fight and left our bed very early in the morning. I had just been falling asleep when that happened. I let him go.
"You know I didn't." He said.
"Last nigh
