“What’s wrong?” Ace came to my side and studied me. “I thought that you would be...happy?”

I looked up at Ace, my lips tried moving and forming the right words out. “She’s...I…” I turned my attention back to Stella, who seemed uncomfortable whenever I looked at her. My heartache especially when she tried to hide behind the queen. “She’s different...she’s...older.” I muttered as I pictured what Stella looked like the last time I saw her. 

My legs began ...