Shock, curiosity, and concern were visible in his expression. The warmth in his eyes dimmed momentarily, replaced by a furrowed brow as he processed the unexpected revelation. His grip on my hand tightened slightly. After a thoughtful pause, he finally spoke, his voice measured but filled with empathy."Harper, I'm sorry that you're going through such a difficult situation, and it must be hard for your dad as well," he said.A tender moment passed as he leaned across the table, his thumb brushing gently against the back of my hand. His words jolted me back from my thoughts, and I listened intently as he revealed, "You know, I investigated your dad's company when we agreed to, and I discovered some shady dealings that I can't go deep into. This concerns both families, and I'll stop at nothing to bring light to the issue at hand."His gaze bore into my eyes, and he voiced with vulnerability, "I hope that doesn't stop what we have going on because I can't afford to lose you for any reaso
Harper's POVThe gentle notes of the music enveloped us, and I melted into Josh's embrace, our bodies moving in sync with the soft melody. Feeling his face against my neck, I sensed a mix of vulnerability and comfort. It seemed like he found solace in my presence, especially considering he appeared a bit nervous when I first entered. I couldn't help but wonder about the source of his anxiety.Eventually, he gazed deeply into my eyes, allowing his defenses to crumble. In that vulnerable moment, everything became clear. I saw love, acceptance, and a profound gratitude for the challenges we faced together, emerging stronger and paving the way for a future filled with enduring connection."I'm grateful you love me," he expressed. A smile naturally spread across my face, and I found solace resting my head on his chest, feeling the warmth of his words and the comfort of his embrace.**********I woke up with a knot in my throat, darting to the bathroom to shake it off. Oddly, I sensed someo
He rushed out of the house in a hurry, leaving me concerned about where he was going."Where are you heading to?" I asked, seeking some clarity."In between runs," he explained. "I'll be back," and with that, he disappeared.Choosing not to dwell on Josh's sudden departure, I settled in, shedding my clothes and seeking solace in a rejuvenating bath. As the water washed away the external worries, my mind wandered to the profound changes ahead—how this tiny life growing inside me would reshape everything. Thoughts of my job, career aspirations, and the sacrifices that lay ahead for the baby made me ponder whether my life would ever be the same again.The weight of concern settled on me as I pondered whether my parents would be pleased with this sudden turn of events. Always their pride, the thought of disappointing them by revealing a pregnancy felt like a heavy burden on my shoulders. As I sat alone, it hit me that big changes were coming. I wondered if I could handle being a mom while
In my dream, I found Josh with another woman I didn’t know. His demeanor and the presence of the strange lady triggered a sense of fear. In a surprising turn of events, Josh forcefully removed my engagement ring and, with a swift motion, turned to the unknown woman. To my shock, he got on his knees, placed the ring on her finger, and sealed the moment with a passionate kiss.Dumbfounded, I struggled to comprehend what had just happened. My mind couldn’t grasp why Josh would act in such a way, leaving me bewildered and questioning the foundation of our relationship. I woke up startled, the vividness of the dream lingering. The dream left me feeling confused and grappling with its lingering impact. I couldn’t shake off the unease and apprehension it had stirred within me.The dream I had last week messed with my head, making it hard to focus at work. It’s been a total emotional roller coaster. Recently, we’ve been disagreeing a lot and arguing about everything. Sometimes, we don’t even
"Yes, I love him, Mum," I replied with a smile."Thank you so much, Mom," I added sincerely."Don’t mention it," she said."But, Mom, how do you deal with a man who has a big ego?" I inquired.She laughed, saying, "You mean all men? Yes, my daughter, all men have egos. Manage it, okay?" she laughed. "Love can soften even the largest egos," my mom continued. "It's about finding a balance between expressing your own needs and understanding his perspective. Communication is key; let him know how you feel, and encourage him to share his thoughts too. It's a journey of compromise and growing together."As her words sank in, I felt a sense of comfort and guidance."Okay, Mommy, I appreciate you," I said as she left for her room."But I was ready to make things work with Josh, no matter what, and to do that, we had to have open communication."Ava had excitedly mentioned throwing a bridal shower for me. Even though I wasn’t feeling up for it, she went ahead with the plans, with Amelia’s assi
His honesty touched me, and I felt a pang of empathy despite the pain I had endured. "All I wanted was for us to talk about our problems, to understand what went wrong, and to ease some of your pain. But in doing so, I realize now that I hurt you too."He moved closer to me, his eyes pleading for forgiveness. "I'm very sorry, Harper. Please forgive me. I know it might take time for you to forgive me, but I just want you to try."I took a moment to absorb his words, feeling a mix of emotions swirling inside me. Despite the hurt, I could see the sincerity in his eyes. As I looked at him standing before me, vulnerable and remorseful, I knew that forgiveness was possible, even if it would take time.As he pleaded with me, I remained silent, my emotions swirling inside me like a storm."I'm not going to leave here unless you promise to forgive me, please," he implored, his voice filled with desperation.His words echoed in my mind as I struggled to find the right response. "I'm sorry for e
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