And just when I thought that everything was going as planned—Josh and I had completed the counseling, Jane had finally apologized, and my dad had given his full blessing—it felt so surreal that in a couple of days, I'd be walking down the aisle with Josh.We had been through a lot: the Nolan saga, the back-to-back tension at work, and Adams coming to light. But I was grateful that Adams had found someone he loved, and I got to meet the lucky lady.I was seated in the living room going through my phone. Ava, as usual, was in charge of discussing with the event planner about the wedding, and I must say she had been helpful. I needed to reach out to Josh to know the color his men would be wearing at the wedding. With my phone in hand, I dialed Josh's number. It rang, but he didn't pick up. I tried several times, but still no response."What's wrong? You look troubled," Ava asked, paying close attention to me.With a furrowed brow, I wondered what could be wrong. "Why is he not picking up
I haven't gotten over the shock of seeing Nolan standing at the door. Questions plague my mind: What is he doing here? Why is he coming out of Josh's mother's room? "What are you doing here?" I ask again as he engulfs me in a hug and starts crying. For a second, I stiffen, unsure how to react to this new Nolan. I rest my hand on his back and hug him, soothing him gently.My thoughts are everywhere. Why is he here? Is he related to Josh’s mom? Why is he crying? I haven't registered these questions for long when I hear the door open. I look up to meet Josh’s penetrating eyes staring down at me like daggers. If looks could kill... "Shit," I mutter as I hurriedly release myself from Nolan.Josh stands there, his jaw clenched, shoulders tensed, and hands formed into fists. I can feel his rage from where I stand. I am stuck in place, unsure whether to move closer to him or let him walk away with the anger I see in him. But my legs move on their own as I slowly make my way to him. Watching h
I suck in my breath, not wanting to make it obvious what I'm feeling. Ava and Amelia walk up to me. "What's up?" they both ask as they engulf me in a hug.Ava, being observant, searches my eyes for any emotion on display between Josh and the so-called Trisha. Nolan leaves my side to be with Axel. Jane just gives Nolan a wave, which he returns. Josh and Trisha go inside to see his mom.I should be the one with Josh, not the other way around. This attitude from Josh won't be accepted or overlooked.Amelia holds my hand without saying a word. I can feel her sympathy. I give a weak smile. I'm angry as I make my way out of the hospital. I can't stay where I'm not needed.Walking out of the hospital, the cold hits my face. I shiver and curse inwardly for not taking a coat. Then I see someone coming toward me. He has a broad smile, but I know it doesn't reach his eyes."Hello, my Harper. How are you doing?" Josh's father asks, opening his arms in invitation. I rush in and hug him, my throat
Amelia's POVSeeing the way Josh behaves when he sees Harper makes me want to grab him by his collar and knock some sense into him. How could he treat Harper in such a shabby manner?The height of disrespect is bringing his ex-fiancée to the hospital. I am about to march down to him and give him a piece of my mind, but Axel holds me back, his eyes pleading.I huff, and he brings me into a hug. I inhale his manly scent, and gosh, that seems to calm me a bit. I raise my head and look into his eyes. He gives me a small smile and kisses my forehead.Gosh, this man makes me feel so many emotions I can't put into words—the way my heart skips whenever he steps into the room, the way he looks at me like I'm the only girl that matters, the way my whole being flutters whenever he is near."What?" he asks me since my eyes are fixed on him without saying a word.I can't tell him how he makes me feel. It's too early. We just met, and I don't want to get my hopes high thinking something will come o
Amelia's POV"Hello, Harper," I say into the phone, trying to steady my breath so she won't know I'm panting. "Are you okay?" Her voice calls out to me."Y-yes, I'm okay," I stutter."Where are you, Amelia? You are making me scared with the way you sound."Trust Harper to notice everything about her surroundings. "Chill, Harper, I'm fine. I'm with Axel.""Oh," she says. I know many thoughts are running through her mind, and I trust she will call me out on this when we eventually see each other.Axel uses that moment to bring a wet towel and wipe his cum from my stomach. I shiver and am lost because he does it in a way that makes me want him more. I moan, forgetting I'm on a call with Harper."Amelia, you are a slut," Harper's voice calls out."I'm following your footsteps, Harper, and you know I learn from the best," I say with a giggle. "Why are you calling me at this time, Amelia? You know your girl will be busy with the dick."That earns a laugh from her. "You see why I call you a
Axel's POVAmelia has cornered me, and I don't know how to tell her without jeopardizing my friendship with Josh. I know Harper deserves to know the truth; she's been kept in the dark for too long. Josh has been childish in his approach, and Trisha clings to him like a pest. Sometimes, I wish I could just punch some sense into him."Axel, start talking," Amelia's impatient voice cuts through the silence.I sigh deeply, trying to gather my thoughts. I'm picturing her reaction when she eventually hears the truth. "Okay, Amelia, you need to calm down and not freak out," I say, stalling."Okay, I promise I won't.""Trisha was Josh's ex-fiancée until he caught her with another man," I say, looking at Amelia.Her eyes widened in shock. She hadn't expected to hear that."Okay, that's not the catch," I say, sitting in a more comfortable position. "The catch is Trisha came back, telling Josh they had a son together."I sense a wave of shock crossing Amelia's features as she stares at me, speec
Axel's POVJosh sits alone, hunched over with his face buried in his hands. The moment he senses my presence, he looks up, revealing eyes red and puffy from crying. The raw pain etched on his face is unmistakable."Josh," I call softly. He stands up slowly, and we meet halfway. Without a word, we embrace tightly. I can't find the right words to comfort him, but I feel his tense body relax slightly in my arms. He clings to me as if trying to convey a silent plea. I let him hold on, knowing he needs every ounce of support. After what feels like forever, he pulls away."Thank you, man," he says, his voice hoarse.I nod. "It's a pleasure, man. What are friends for? Have you informed the rest of the family?""Seriously, man, I don't know how I'm going to relay the news. Jane has been devastated since she saw Mum in that state.""I can tell. But you have to inform them," I say gently."I will," Josh replies. His eyes flicker to Amelia, standing a few steps behind, giving us space but stayin
Harper's POVI burst through the hospital doors, the cool night air hitting me like a shock. Tears blur my vision as I run, my chest heaving with each breath. The world outside is a blur of streetlights and shadows, but I don’t slow down. I just need to get away, to find some space to breathe. I find it suffocating staying around Josh.“Harper, wait!” Axel’s voice calls out behind me, but I don’t stop. I can’t.Lost in my turmoil, I don’t notice the approaching headlights until it's too late. The screech of tires on asphalt pierces the night air. I turn, eyes wide with shock, but there’s no time to react. The impact throws me to the ground, the world spinning around me. Pain radiates through my body as I lie on the cold pavement, struggling to make sense of what just happened.Everything is a haze of noise and confusion. I hear the frantic shouts of bystanders, the blaring of a car horn, and the approaching footsteps. Faces loom over me, concerned and panicked. I recognize one—it’s Am
Josh’s POVI shut the door behind me, and the sound rang in my ears like a blow. I’m left standing in the hallway, my heart feels heavy with Harper’s words. I can barely breathe, the air thick with the realization that I’ve lost her—truly lost her this time. I lean against the wall, running a hand through my hair, trying to collect my thoughts. How did it get to this point? How did I let everything spiral so far out of control? All I wanted was to protect her, to make things right, but all I’ve done is push her further away. My mind races back to every moment, every decision that led us here. The anger, the jealousy, the lies. All of it is crashing down on me now. And Nolan… Damn it, Nolan. The thought of him with Harper, the betrayal—it makes my blood boil. But I can’t even blame him entirely. I’m as much at fault as he is.I’ve been a fool. I let my pride and fear dictate my actions, and now, I’m paying the price. I thought I could control everything, but I was wrong. I couldn’t c
Josh’s POV Greg's face pops into the room, and my blood boils instantly. What the hell does he want now? My anger surges, as I seethe, “Can you fucking leave? I’m having time with my fiancée.”Greg opens his mouth to protest, but one look at the fury in my eyes makes him hesitate. He glances at Harper, then back at me, before finally taking a step back, and retreating into the hallway.I can feel Harper’s eyes on me, questioning, unsure of what to make of the situation. The unease between us deepens, and I can feel that something is about to break, something that might be beyond repair.I turned to Harper, my eyes searching hers, desperate to find some sense of hope.“I feel something strong for you, Harper. Please, let's start all over again, I promise to be the man of your dreams, the man who wakes up every morning just to see your face.”Tears streamed down my cheeks, and I could feel the mucus in my nose threatening to spill over. This level of vulnerability was something I had n
I hurried to the doctor as the door opened, my heart racing with hope. “How is she?” I asked, desperate for good news.Amelia and Axel stood close behind me, their expressions tense as they awaited the doctor’s update.The doctor took a deep breath before speaking. “She is stable for now. We’ve run some tests and carried out x-rays on her brain, considering her condition and the memory loss. It seems like she’s beginning to recall bits and pieces. It’s a positive sign, but we need to be cautious. Memory recovery can be unpredictable, and it’s crucial to provide her with a supportive environment.”I nod, taking in the information. “So, there’s hope she might regain more of her memories?”“Yes,” the doctor confirms. “There’s potential for her to remember more as she recovers. The process can be slow, and we’ll monitor her progress closely.”I held my breath, waiting for more information.“The tests show no severe damage,” the doctor continued. “Her brain activity is normal, and there ar
Josh's POV Seeing Harper with Greg ignites a surge of fury in me. It’s like déjà vu of what happened between Harper and Adams. The sight of her arm linked with Greg’s is unbearable.I almost stormed over to them, ready to yank her away from Greg, but Axel grabbed my arm, pulling me back. I had intentionally cut our Atlanta trip short after overhearing Greg's plans to take Harper to a club. Harper, I trust, but I don’t trust Greg at all. He’s involved in shady dealings with women. There are rumors about him drugging them and then using his father’s wealth to cover it up, making it look like the women were at fault. I can’t let Harper become another victim.As I struggle to control my anger, I watch helplessly as Greg, with Harper in his arms, heads for the ground floor. The panic in Axel’s voice only adds to my frustration. I know Harper’s health is the priority right now, but the sight of her with Greg makes it hard to think clearly.Axel’s firm grip on my arm is the only thing keep
After a warm bath, I collapse into bed, finally feeling the exhaustion. The weekend is a welcome break, and I spend it relaxing and doing nothing in particular.Amelia visits and excitedly talks about her relationship with Axel. I'm happy for her; it seems like she’s finally found love.But as Monday approaches, I dread seeing Josh. His silence over the weekend has only made me more anxious, reminding me of how he acted before our trip to Atlanta. No matter how much I try to think about something else, his face keeps popping into my mind, along with the unsettling dream I had about him.I can’t seem to shake these thoughts, and it’s clear that Josh still has a big impact on my life, even when he’s not around.Monday arrives, and I drag myself out of bed, feeling the weight of the day ahead. I get dressed quickly and head to the kitchen for a brief breakfast, trying to brace myself for what's to come.At work, I bury myself in tasks, especially preparing the report on everything that h
I find a space and settle in, pulling out my headphones and plugging them in. As the music starts, it helps calm my racing heart a bit.I wonder if things will be awkward between Josh and me now. His new behavior is confusing, especially when my whole body is still craving his touch.Relaxing back into my seat, I glance at him frequently, but he never turns to look at me. It feels like this is going to be a hell of a ride.I try to focus on the music, letting the rhythm fill the silence between us, but it’s hard to ignore the tension. My eyes keep drifting back to Josh, hoping for any sign that he might look my way. But he stays engrossed in his tablet, completely detached.I take a deep breath, forcing myself to look away and focus on the window. The clouds outside blur as we ascend, and I try to clear my mind, but it’s no use. This is going to be a long, torturous ride, I think to myself, trying to shake off the ache in my chest.I don't think I've ever been in a situation where I
I open the door and find Mia standing there. I sigh in relief when I see it’s her. “Oh, you made it,” I say, still breathless.“Are you okay?” she asks as I step aside to let her in.“I’m fine, Mai. I just woke up,” I reply.“Girl, you didn’t tell me you just woke up! You look all flustered like someone was giving it to you from behind,” she teases."Oh my God," I groan, collapsing onto the bed, realizing I've got another Amelia in Mai.She gives me a skeptical look. “Harper, don’t tell me you just had a sex dream.”I sit up quickly, eyes wide. “Is it that obvious?” I ask.“Oh my goodness, Harper, don’t tell me my theory is right!” she exclaims.My cheeks burn at Mai’s words, her knowing grin only making it worse. I try to laugh it off, but the sound comes out strangled. How did she guess so easily? I haven’t even processed the dream myself, yet here she is, already connecting the dots.I drop my gaze, fiddling with the edge of my robe. The images from the dream flash behind my eyes v
Harper's POV I nod and say, "Hi Greg. Yes, I know him. He is my..." I trail off, unsure of what to call Josh.I can feel Josh's eyes on me, waiting to hear how I’ll address him. We're not engaged anymore; I need time to process the emotional rollercoaster he’s putting me through. "Yes, he’s my boss," I finally say.I glance at Josh and notice he's visibly angry, his frustration almost palpable.I make my way back to my room, feeling drained after the exhausting five-hour meeting. I drop my bag on the table and quickly change out of my work clothes, wanting nothing to disturb my sleep. It's a relief that I’ve checked out of Josh’s room.In just my panties and bra, I collapse onto the bed. As I settle in, Josh’s presence lingers in my mind, but fatigue overtakes me, and soon I drift off to sleep.I hear a knock on my door and groan loudly. Hastily, I throw on a bathrobe, tie it firmly, and make my way to the door. Unlocking it, I grasp the doorknob and open it. “Josh,” I whisper his n
“Oh, don’t worry, Axel. When we meet in Seattle, I’ll fill you in,” I say, laughing. I know he’s eager to hear what I’m talking about.“Don’t you dare, Josh? Why would you say something like that and then leave me hanging?” he responds in his tone, a mix of playful and frustrated.I laugh loudly, feeling a rare moment of relief. It’s a welcome distraction from everything I’m dealing with regarding Harper.“Okay, okay,” I say between laughs. “I know you can’t wait.”“Spill it, man. What’s the news?” Axel presses.“Trisha’s son isn’t mine,” I say, watching as he falls silent. “Say something, man,” I urge, wondering if he knows something I don’t.“That’s a relief, Josh. I’m happy for you, man,” Axel finally responds.“That’s all you’ve got?” I ask, knowing Axel usually has more to say.He gives a nervous laugh. “What do you want me to say? It’s a relief, isn’t it?”“But there’s something about that child’s appearance,” I continue. “He looks like someone I know but I can’t place it. His e