Chapter 133
- Harper’s POV
- I feel sick with anxiety. He told me he was working. I know he did. Why else would I have to call him when I was in the car? Why would that even matter unless he wasn’t home?
- But he’s here. Sitting across from me. Watching me like he’s trying to catch me out in a lie I haven’t even told yet. I can feel my phone burning a hole in my pocket. I grabbed it the moment he put it down.