Chapter One Hundred And Forty Seven

Harper's POV

I say the words before I realize what I've said. I don't regret it because it reveals that he's hiding something from me, something he doesn't want me to know. How can I remember anything when my mind has completely shut down when it comes to Josh?

As I step out of the room, I cover my mouth, stifling a cry that threatens to escape. I can’t let anyone see me like this. With that thought, I hurry down the hallway to the reception desk. I need to sort out what I should have done earlier—get a room since he hadn’t booked one for me.

Reaching the desk, I take a deep breath, trying to compose myself. The receptionist looks up with a polite smile.

“Hi, good morning,” I say, glancing at her name tag. “Lisa.”

“Good morning, ma'am. How may I assist you?” she responds brightly.

“I need a room for the night,” I tell her.

She nods. “Okay, just give me a moment,” she says, checking her computer for an available room.

“Here you go,” she says, handing me a key card. “It’s on the first f