AVA CLAYTON
I paced around the room, my heart racing in my chest as my stomach twisted in anxiety. I fidgeted with the hem of my top, as I glanced at the door again and again, hoping they'd return with her.
I was worried about Priya.
Even if she didn't like me, even if I didn't like her either, she was still Ace's friend, and so she was important to me too. If anything were to happen to her, Ace would never forgive himself. He had a protective urge for his friends, similar to the one he had for me. Although the one he had for me was more overboard, his instincts for his friends were no less. I had noticed that about him over the last couple of months. Any day, any of them were not picking up his calls, or were seeming distant, or maybe different, and he'd spend the day worrying and ra
