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Blair's POV

My eyes darted between Ace and Ziora, does he know how? She sure knows him.

“Blair needs a lot of rest; I should take her to her room,” Ace held my hand, but Ziora held his.

“I asked what was going on,” Ziora repeated sternly.

“Ziora, let go of my hand this instant,” Ace's tone hardened. I have never heard him talk like this.

Ziora looked at me with anger, but she removed her hand and turned to me, “Is he the new guy you posted on your social media?”

My eyes fell on Ace, who seemed uninterested in staying around Ziora. They sure did know each other.

“I take your silence as yes,” Ziora said; I was going to answer, but I got distracted; I really hoped she wouldn't take it the wrong way, “You bastard.”

“I will talk to you later,” Ace glared at Ziora, “For now, I want to take her to her room.”

Did I make a mistake? I hope I wasn't wrong about Ace. I removed his hand from mine, brought out my phone, and texted him, “Handle your business; I will be inside.”

“I promise, it's not