Chapter 198

• Harper's POV
• I hijacked Theo’s bell. Mason’s not wrong, he’s fine. So he can cope without it for a little while. Mason's arms are still wrapped around me, warm and secure, and I sink deeper into him, resting my cheek against his chest. It’s quiet for the first time in hours, and I’m not in a rush to break it. We’ve barely had any time alone this week. Not with Theo and his never-ending need for attention.
• “He’s like a big kid,” I whisper into the fabric of Mason’s shirt.