chapter 22

Erik

We left a lot later than we had originally planned. After lunch Mr. Harrison showed me photos from Harley’s tournaments and some of her old trophies. It’s crazy to think she had such a different life, as if she was a whole different person. The pride radiating off him was obvious, but he shut down the moment I asked why Harley quit.

"Unfortunately, it’s not my place to tell you.” He grumbled and I respected the line he drew.

I put the timeline together in my head. Harley quit fighting and left for Italy, maybe to run away from whatever made up give up her passion. It hurts to think about what might have happened to make her let go of all those years of training. Different things pop into my head, each worse than the previous, but I’ll never really know until she tells me. If she ever tells me. I haven’t really given her a reason to trust me with my seemingly flippant and unreliable attitude.

Harley hasn’t fought in a long time, maybe she’s st