As you and Xavier, your husband entered the big mansion of the President, you felt nostalgic. How you used to live here with him, right? Mm... The president came with a soft smile and greeted you both and gestured for you two to come in and enjoy his birthday party. You and Xavier were sipping red wine in the corner of the hall.

Suddenly your eyes fall over balcony. And there he was. He..... Ace.... Your ex husband, standing over the balcony, facing the city view, his soft white short hair blowing softly by the cold breeze. Your heart thumped in your chest. Your body felt numb. You swallowed hard and excused yourself from Xavier and went to balcony.

"...hey...how are you...?" you asked softly from behind causing Ace to stirr a Bit, he looked over his shoulder before turning away once again, staring at the city, he replied, his voice laced with bitterness of hiding the pain

"Hm... Stereotype. That's the question one asks after cutting ties and meeting after 3 years. Well.... I'm..... fine. What about..... You? Is..... he here as well?"