The Trap Of Ace

Chapter 38

Read The Trap Of Ace [by Eva Zahan] Chapter 38 – “Warner?” I stared at him in shock and surprise.

He’d called and messaged last night, but through all this going on I couldn’t check his message. And now seeing him standing before me again, rose the guilt inside me again.

“Hey!” Tucking a strand behind my ear, I greeted him with an awkward stance.

His brown orbs roamed over my features, a frown set between his brows. “You alright? You seem… not well.”

Even after what I did, he was still concerned for me. That’s why I didn’t want to lose a friend like him. Before we started dating, he was my best friend in NY.

All of a sudden, I’d a sudden urge to hug him tight and share all my problems with him. But I knew I couldn’t.

Gulping, I nodded my head. “I’m fine, don’t worry. Come in!” I held the door wide open for him, flashing a small smile.

Once we were settled in the hall, I got him some coffee and another cup of tea for me. I needed it for my growing headache.

“Thanks!” Taking the mug from me, he looked around. “Where is everyone?”

I took a seat at the opposite side of the couch. “Dad’s in the office. And Mom had another of her kitty parties.”

Thank G*d, they weren’t home. They already sensed something was going on between me and…him. And seeing Warner here all of a sudden would be extremely awkward.

He nodded, his gaze not moving from me. “You sure, you’re okay? Your eyes are dull today.”

No, I’m not.

I wanted to say. Instead, I just bobbed my head again. “Yeah, I’m. Just a little headache.”

He didn’t seem to be convinced. But not wanting to intrude, as always, he let it go and took a sip on his coffee. The corner of his lips turned upwards. “I’ve missed your coffee in the last two months.”

“And I’ve missed you,” I said truthfully.

He held my gaze for a moment and then let out a sigh, putting the mug down on the table. “I wanted to apologise to you, Em. The way I talked to you last time… I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have spit out such words for you. I didn’t know what I was thinking. I was just- hurt and confused. I…”

I shook my head. “You don’t need to say anything, Warner. It’s me who should be apologizing. I’m sorry. I’m sorry for breaking your trust. You didn’t say anything wrong. It was me who was at fault.” A tear escaped my eye. I just couldn’t keep my tears in since last night. As if there was a tap left open inside my eyes.

“Hey, hey!” He slided closer, wiping the tear from my cheek. “Please don’t cry, Em. Truth to be told, yes, I was extremely hurt. But it wasn’t your fault. I should’ve known something like this was going to happen. I always knew I was never in your heart. But still, being selfish, even after your telling me sometimes that we were better friends, I didn’t let you go. I got too blinded by my love that I didn’t see that you weren’t happy in that relationship. You didn’t love me.”

The last line came out as a whisper through his lips. Seeing the melancholy in his eyes made me feel more terrible. Another tear rolled down my cheek, but I wiped it fast.

“Warner, I- I tried my best. But I just couldn’t do it. Nor could I… let myself slip for him. I swear, I tried with everything I had in me. But…” I looked down at my hands, biting my lip.

He squeezed my hand. “It’s alright, Em. The way you can’t force yourself to love me, you can’t force yourself not to fall for the guy who was already in your heart.”

I looked up at him, not denying the fact.

“I’m sorry,” I whispered. “I didn’t want to hurt you.”

his head. “Don’t be. And I know. My Em can’t hurt someone

face when he said ‘my Em’. Maybe he was just saying

felt betrayed and in the fear of losing you, I’d ignored your calls and messages past weeks,” he said. “I just needed some time, you know? By the

shifted in my place. “Uh,

cup again. “So, how’s everything going

off my chest that he forgave me, I

No matter what happens, you’ll always be my best

smile stretched across my lips as I pulled him into a bear hug.

his eyes. “Nothing can break

weren’t that tense

answer my question. How’s everything

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when I’d no work to do. At least I’d invested my time in something productive. “D**n, Em! You should open your own clothing line. You’ll rock the

But not now,

just

to a certain person after the date and fixing everything with

went to my phone again. The flashing screen told me some unknown number was again calling non-stop.

in my head. I blocked his one number, so he got several new

“Em? You’re listening?”

“Yeah! Sorry, I was just thinking about something. You said

to Caleb or your senior designers? I’m sure they’d

my collection, Warner. When I start the business, I want my best pieces to be available exclusively

towards the phone again. My hands itched to grab it

into my chest as

bed when he didn’t get

curled into the sheet. Jaw ticked. My somehow smoldered rage awakened

Why? Why…

a deep breath, calming the storm

don’t know what you mean to him, Em. That man is

wanted to not to think of him, the

me your lies again. I can see how restless you’re. What

“Nothing, Warner. I…”

of car stopped me. And

What’s going

came his voice which

“Emerald!”

Some more honking.

please! At least

the h**l? He- he was

me a perplexed look. Scrambling out of the bed, I ran to the window and peeked

beside his giant black expensive car, in a three piece suit with the tie loose and hair ruffled, he looked up at me

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