Chapter One Hundred And Thirty Eight

Harper's POV

It’s been six days, seventeen hours, fifteen minutes, and seven seconds since I last saw Josh. I feel like I’m losing my mind. I’d be lying if I said I don’t miss him. Every naughty moment we shared plays on repeat in my head.

I’ve been needlessly grumpy, snapping at anyone who dares to speak to me, even when they intend to lighten my mood. I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve checked my phone, hoping to see a missed call from him.

Lost in my thoughts on the way to lunch, I bump into Axel.

“Harper!” he calls, waving from his table and gesturing for me to come over.

Relief washes over me at the prospect of asking him about Josh. I grab my tray of food and make my way to Axel.

“Good to see you, Harper,” Axel says warmly.

“Same here, Axel.”

“Did you hear from Josh?” he asks.

“I was hoping you could tell me. I haven’t heard or seen him at the office,” I reply, my shoulders sagging.

“I’m sorry, Harper. Josh hasn’t reached out to me either. I went to his house, but I was told