Chapter FIFTY SEVEN

  Theme: Last Respect

  LOS ANGELES?

  IVY RIVERA APARTMENT?

  A beeping sound from a cellphone close by jolted Ace Clark from the sweet sleep. He tried turning to reach for the device but couldn’t move an inch. He heard a soft snore very close to him and it soon end. Ivy Rivera was sleeping soundly by his side with her head resting on his chest.

  The ring on her finger dazzled in the dark room and Ace couldn’t hold back from tracing his hand over the diamond on the accessory. It was beautiful.

  The beeping sound ended but it soon started again after some seconds of silence.

  “Babe,” Ace Clark whispered after realizing that it was her cellphone.

  No response came from her. His eyes darted to the alarm clock and when he raised his head, the red light displayed 2:45 a.m.

  “Who could be calling her by this time of the night?” He pondered.

  “Baby..” Ace Clark mumbled again but not wanting to interrupt her sleep suddenly.