Ace watched with a frown as you reread old letters from your old lover. The tears streaking down your cheeks tore his heart apart. All he could do is be there for you. But deep down he was celebrating, because now you were free of them… and maybe. Just maybe you would finally noticed his affections. But for now he tried his best to comfort you.

“I’m sorry spitfire… truly. They aren’t worth your tears.” He brought a finger to brush your hair behind your ear, leaning to look at your face.