Chapter 49 Trauma

• Ace groaned as his palm stinged when he rubbed it over his sleepy face. He hissed, yawning as he sat up on the bed.
• Still half asleep, he looked at his hand and on seeing that the bandage was clean and intact, he smiled faintly, “I’m getting good at this.”
• He was used to waking up with aches all over so even when he felt a sharp sting in his head from the hang over, he tried to brush it off, briefly massaging his forehead with the back of his palm.