Shaking his head, he took my hand in his. “It’s not your fault, Em. It’s me who offered help. No need to thank me, it’s what friends do, right?” He smiled. “And there is no way you’re doing this anymore. It’s risky, Em. Don’t instigate him further. He already warned you once.”

“I’m not scared of him. Nor am I gonna back out. He’ll rot behind bars. I’ll make sure of that!” Determination laced my voice.

It was just a matter of time.

He let out a defeated sigh. “Why aren’t you telling Achilles then? Arthur threatened you by showing his real face. Isn’t that enough for Achilles to believe you? Or you also think he’s involved with his uncle’s sins?”

I snatched my hand from his, giving him a pointed look. “We’re not doing this again, Warner. I told you not to assume anything before you have solid proof against him.”

“Solid proof? Didn’t you hear what I told you last night?” His voice rose, jaw tightened. “He destroyed every proof that could prove his father’s murder before the world. He’s saving a criminal. A heinous criminal. And you’re saying not to assume anything? I can’t believe you, Em!”

“You don’t know the whole story. Whatever happened years ago, we don’t know anything about it. Even the man you talked to. There must be a reason why Ace did it, or there’s also a possibility he didn’t even do anything! That man could be talking about someone else.” I tried my best to keep my tone calm. “So, please. Until I know the whole truth, I don’t want to hear any more about this topic. It’s mine and Ace’s personal matter, Warner. I’d like you to stay away.”

A dry chuckle left him, sadness flashing across his eyes. “I almost forgot you’re not my Em anymore.”

I averted my gaze. I should’ve felt guilty right now, but I didn’t. He was crossing his limits now. I had to stop him.

“I’m still your Em, your best friend, Warner. But things are different now. I really appreciate your concern for me. But trust me, Ace isn’t what you think he is. Even if I believe your word that he’s lying to me, there must be a reason for that. Because I know he wouldn’t do anything to hurt me intentionally. He loves me, Warner,” I said, softly.

His brown orbs met mine. “I loved you too, Em. But that didn’t make you stick with me as much as you’re doing for him.”

“Warner…”

He rubbed his face. “I’m sorry! I again crossed my limits, didn’t I? I just… can’t accept the fact that you’re with someone else now.”