Torn Between Emotions

“The same probably applies to Elizabeth and me,” he said casually before taking a sip of his drink.

Ace seemed so at ease even when we were discussing Elizabeth that I wondered if anything could ever throw him off. I wasn’t quite sure what he meant by that either, but it seemed like he didn’t have much to hide from me.

“Have you been meeting her often?” I asked directly.

“No. There’s no need for me to meet her much anymore,” Ace replied with a smile.

So, there was a need for him to meet up with her often before.

“I’m glad that you don’t have to meet her often anymore,” I replied bluntly before I could stop myself.

If it wasn’t the alcohol then it must be the sugar in my drink that was making me so bold and so brave all of a sudden. My words seemed to amuse Ace because his smile broadened and then he began to chuckle. The sound of the other people in the bar was loud and so was the music playing in the background; however, all of that chaos seemed to fade away into nothing when I