Chapter167

#Chapter167

'It would have been such an easy choice if I didn't love Harper.'

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I opened my eyes slowly and blinked them rapidly to ward off any residual sleepiness. When I had rested my head on the pillow of MY bed, which somehow mysteriously smelt of Harper and did an amazing job of relaxing me, I had planned to doze off for a few hours because sleep was the best damn cure of anxiety and all the confusing jumble of emotions I had been feeling.

What I hadn't expected was to excel in that motive because when I looked at the blinded window of my room, the sky had an orange glow, which either meant that I had woken up in the evening or slept straight through the night and into the morning light. I wasn't sure which and didn't know what it said about me.