Sitting in the car with Ace after the fight was awkward as all hell. I would have walked home, but it was pouring down. I wanted to tough it out and get wet, but, of course, Ace wasn’t having it.

I could feel him fuming next to me, his mind reeling for something to say as he drove me in silence. He was usually phenomenal at cheering me up.

But the only way to make me feel better was to tell me the truth. And he was incapable of doing that, for whatever godforsaken reason.

Something big was happening in Ace’s life, I knew it. The way people murmured to...