Chapter 13 Fact Check

• Harley’s P.O.V.
• Unable to face him for a second more, I turned and dashed out. The destination of my hurried steps was the female lavatory, the only place where I could hide my sorry face after this public confrontation.
• I slammed the bathroom door shut and stumbled into the nearest stall, locking it with shaking fingers before the tears spilled over. My knees gave out, and I sank onto the cold floor, pressing my forehead against my arm as the sobs ripped through me.