The Last Laugh novel Chapter 66

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Heather's POV:

Ace.

Ace had been Sheridan all this while. I'd been so blind. Everything had always been so evident about him.

His smile. His eyes. The fact that he knew me so well.

Sheridan had been close to me all this while and I didn't even realize it!

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As I drove as fast as possible through the lighted city of California, I couldn't help it but smile. I was so Happy. It was 7:30pm and I was heading for Sheridan's apartment. He was alive.

He had a lot of explaining to do. He had to know that I'd discovered who he really was.

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Ace's POV:

It'd been a week now since Heather had broken up with me. It'd been a week of sadness. It'd been a week of me not going to work. It'd been a horrible week for me. I spent most of my nights worrying. Heather hated me. What could I do?

I thought of giving up on my revenge mission and letting her know the truth. But it was way too risky.

Would I stay like this forever?

That particular thought a lot, I'd thought and stressed a lot until I slept off. I slept from three in the afternoon to seven PM. I was inconsolable. I'd not seen Keith since the afternoon. I avoided and snubbed everyone.

At seven, I got up from sleep and looked at my phone, hoping to see a reply from Heather. I saw none.

For the past days, I'd texted her, begging for forgiveness. She did not bother replying. I guessed she would just delete my messages without reading them. I even called and called. She never picked. What had I gotten myself into?

Now it was Heather or my revenge. I couldn't lose both. As bad as it hurt me, I decided to forgo Heather. I had to try and continue my revenge. Heather would hate me without knowing. But once all this was going to be over and I got my company back, I would tell her the truth and regain her heart. For the moment, I had to try and live, knowing she hated me.

I got out of bed and got undressed. Maybe a cool shower would help to get my thoughts back in place.

I got into the shower cabin and turned on the cold water.

As it rushed down on me, I looked at myself in the shower cabin's mirror.

Was I gonna make it? Would I succeed knowing Heather hated me? It would not be easy but I had to achieve my goals. I just had to. And all would be well after that.

I rubbed gel on myself. I couldn't stop thinking of Heather. I couldn't.

"Why can't I get you out of my head my love? Why?" I whispered to myself. I couldn't lie, never had I felt so guilty and heartbroken before.

After a long thoughtful shower, I tied a towel around my waist and stepped out of the shower. Immediately I did, standing right there, to my surprise and almost shock, was Heather. I froze and blinked several times like a fool. Was I just imagining her? No, I wasn't. She was really there.

My mouth dropped open and I tried to say something but no words left my mouth. What was she doing here?

I stared at her, speechless and curious. She stared back, intensively, as if she was trying to find something in my own eyes.

I got nervous and swallowed uncomfortably. What was going on?

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Heather's POV:

I looked at those eyes and suddenly, I remembered them. He was the one!

I tried my best not to smile. I did everything to maintain a serious expression. He'd been shocked when he'd stepped out of the shower cabin and met me standing in the middle of his bathroom. I'd entered his apartment without him knowing because I still had the double of his keys.

Ace or Sheridan, stared at me with a sad look. I could see from his eyes that he'd been as sad as me for the past days. He was so cute. I withheld myself from jumping on him and kissing him real till he ran out of breath. He was clearly confused and in wonder, amusing me. He probably thought I was there to shout at him or cause more drama.

He finally broke the silence.

"Babe- Heather? I-" he began to stammer, uncomfortably. I raised a finger and he immediately stopped talking.

"Did you have sex with Sawyer?" I asked.

"No. No, I didn't, baby. Please, believe-" he began nervously.

"Then who did?" I cut him.

He stared at me, reddening a little.

"I- I asked Keith to do so. Heather, it wasn't me. I promise. I can explain. I-"

"Shhh. I got one last question,"

I cut him again.

Ace's POV:

I had just showered with cold water and yet, my forehead was getting sweaty. I was getting anxious with all the questions she was asking. I just hoped that she would forgive me at the end.

I was careful with what I said. I didn't want to anger her in any way, or worsen things between us. I wondered what her last question would be.

"Yes?" I asked.

She smiled, her cheeks reddening.