Chapter 15

• ALICIA POV
• We were finally in Canada. The air here felt different, crisp and clean, even inside the fancy hotel. We were in the living room of our big hotel room. It had soft, comfy sofas and a huge window looking out at tall buildings. Carmen had said the wedding was tomorrow. Tomorrow. It felt too soon.
• My mind kept going back to the airplane, to the small bathroom. After I said those mean words to him, Harden let me go. He just stepped back, fixed his clothes, washed his hands slowly, and then walked out without saying anything else. It felt like he was washing his hands of me, really. Like I was dirt.