Three long and brutal years have passed, but I haven’t forgotten what he told me.
Ace swore he’d find me—that’d he’d do everything in his power to get back to me. Well, his word was final and true. He’s back, and he’s refuses to go away without me.
No one said getting me back was going to be easy, though. There are always consequences to a person’s actions—always hidden truths and betrayals.
Things aren’t so simple anymore. My life changed because I thought he was gone. Bringing him back in will only set me back, and I’m not sure I want to take that risk—not with so much on the line for me.
This isn’t like before, when it was just us. What I have now is bigger than us…but even so, I still love him and no matter how many years have passed, it doesn’t make me want him any less.
The only question I have now, is am bold enough to bring him back in, or should I push him away for good and move on with this new life I had to build because of him?