CHAPTER- 34

Ace POV:

I bit my tongue, cursing myself silently.

For the past two days, she's been avoiding me, but not completely.

She talks to me, but it's different— distant.

She's ignoring me, but at the same time, she's not.

It's like she's here, but not really.

Ugh...Fuck me!

Last night, she slept on the couch. No goodnight, no massages, not even a glance when I entered the room.

It was as if I was invisible to her.

She still makes breakfast, lunch, and dinner, and she eats with me.

But the silence... it's uncomfortable, heavy.

She only talks to me when I ask her to do something, or when she checks if I want something to eat or if I need any help.

That's it.

I was angry and irritated when I said those words, and now I regret it. But I didn't tell her to stop talking to me altogether.

The tension between us is suffocating, and it’s gnawing at me in ways I hadn’t anticipated.

Straightening my posture, a knock on the door interrupted my thoughts.

"Come in," I said, quickly trying to o