Ace and Sierra were still in the same room, trapped in a silence that felt suffocating yet strangely intimate. She hadn't moved, her body trembling in the circle of his strong arms, her face buried deep against his broad chest. Ace gently stroked the crown of her head, his fingers tangling softly in her messy hair as he tried to pour back into her every sense of safety that had been stripped from her life over the past year."Feeling better now?" Ace whispered, his voice low and rough, chin resting on top of her head.She didn't answer. She just kept sobbing quietly, her shoulders trembling pitifully. God knew why the tears just wouldn't stop. Her chest felt tight, crushed. Maybe it was Lucas's shocking betrayal, or maybe it was because of Ace... this arrogant bastard who had hurt her so badly, only to reveal he'd never actually agreed to the divorce in the first place. The fact that she was still, legally, Ace Valentino's wife flipped her already messy world upside down all over agai
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