His sudden appearance caught me off guard, leaving me momentarily speechless."Hi, Harper. How have you been?" he asked, nervously rubbing the back of his neck.I wasn't really in the mood for small talk. I just wanted to join the others as they were counting down to midnight. Although I held no grudge against him, I didn't want to be rude."I'm fine," I finally replied, trying to keep my emotions in check, even though the unexpected encounter stirred a mix of feelings within me.He tried to come closer, but I stopped him by putting out my hand, signaling him not to approach. "Oops, my bad," he said, realizing his mistake."I'm sorry for everything," he continued, sounding sincere. "I've seen how hard you work, and I just wanted you on my team. It was a business move I thought would be good, but I didn't realize it could affect the love you and Josh share."His words carried regret, and he admitted, "I regret every action and hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me." His plea
JOSH’S POVChloe approached me, asking me to be a guarantor for her loan, but I wasn't convinced about her stated purpose for such a large amount.I had previously refused to help because the last time I did, I ended up paying back the money from my pocket, an experience I didn't want to repeat."Josh, remember we used to be friends, but lately, you've been ignoring me without giving a hoot about me," she said, a hint of hurt in her words."We can't be friends with the stunt you pulled at the house the other day," I replied, still angry. "What are you even talking about? You know I'm with Harper, and Harper is who I want for the rest of my life."I noticed the hurt expression on her face, but I ignored it, not wanting to dwell on the unpleasantness. My priority was to distance myself quickly from her so I could find Harper.She moved closer to me, and I was too stunned to react. Then, out of nowhere, Chloe smashed her lips onto mine. "What the heck, Chloe?" My voice boomed with anger.
Harper’s POVThe door creaked open, and there stood Josh, his eyes reflecting a mix of relief and concern. The atmosphere was heavy with unspoken emotions as we locked eyes.I knew I must have looked like a mess; my eyes were sore from crying. As soon as I got home, I locked myself in my room and let my tears flow freely. The thought of Josh being with someone else was unbearable.My emotions for Josh were genuine, and I needed assurance that we were on the same page.Without giving me a chance to speak, he started expressing his feelings, "Harper, I want you to understand that what happened with Chloe was completely unexpected. I didn't reciprocate the kiss; it caught me off guard. I would never willingly jeopardize what we share."Listening to his words, my expression softened. I stepped aside, welcoming him into the space to talk, the heaviness of the unspoken emotions lingering between us.The air was tense with unresolved feelings, but I noticed he was determined to convey the si
The weekend flies by, and I'm grateful that Josh and I have finally found common ground. Eager to share some joy, I decided to surprise him with a birthday gift. His heartfelt appreciation touches me, deepening the connection between us.When Ava returns home, visibly worn out, I can't help but be thankful that Shawn has safely accompanied her. A call from Amelia adds another layer to the post-weekend conversations."Hey, Harper, where did you disappear to at Josh's party? Everything okay?" Amelia's voice carries genuine concern.I replied, "Yeah, I just needed some time. Let's catch up at work, and I'll fill you in on everything."The air is filled with curiosity as the events of the weekend linger in my mind.I gear up for work, throwing myself into tasks to keep my mind occupied. There is a lingering weight from the weekend's events, and I decide to tackle a pending task that has been left untouched. A gentle knock on my door jolts me from my focused work, and when I look up, there
"Harper, let me call you back, please," he hurriedly utters before hanging up.Confusion and disappointment flooded over me as I put the phone down, wondering about the sudden change in Josh's demeanor. The emotions swirl in my mind with uncertainty. Startled, I looked at my phone, muttering, "Seriously?" The confirmation of my suspicions leaves a sinking feeling in my stomach.However, determined not to let it bother me, I remind myself that I just want to share the good news of my work promotion with Josh. As closing time approaches, I pack my belongings and make my way to my car. Along the journey, everyone I encounter stops to offer their heartfelt congratulations. The overwhelming joy from their well-wishes momentarily lifts my spirits.On my way home, I decided to stop at the supermarket to pick up some celebratory items for my promotion. Despite Josh's behavior attempting to cast a shadow, I decided not to let it diminish the happiness I feel for my professional achievement. Th
He realized what he had just done and said, "I'm sorry, Ava. I didn't mean any of that. Family pressure has been overwhelming, and I can't wrap my head around their requests. They're expecting me to do something I've told them time and time again that I'm not giving in to, and it's driving me nuts. I can't think right, and everything just consumes me," he ranted.My heart reached out to him. "Wow, Shawn, calm down. I'm so sorry I added to your stress.""What is it?" I asked."You want to know?"I nodded my head, not trusting what I would say next."I think I should come out clean because it's going to affect both of us.""Really?" I asked.He nodded, and I braced myself to hear what he had to say."A lady has been arranged for me to get married to."The shock was an understatement of what I felt. He sensed that I wasn't myself, so he held onto my hand and said, "I'm not giving up on us."His attempt to cheer me up brought a momentary calm, yet the bombshell he dropped lingered heavily
The air smelled like flowers, and a bit of excitement filled the moment, making it seem like I stepped into a dream.Walking on a path scattered with petals, I reached a gazebo draped in flowing curtains. The air was filled with soft music. A gentle breeze carried the sweet scent of blooming flowers as we wandered deeper into the garden. In the background, soft music played, creating a magical atmosphere. Each step felt like I was walking into a fairy tale, surrounded by vibrant flower colors straight out of a storybook.My heart raced with tension as the soft glow of light created a warm and romantic atmosphere. I noticed a small table adorned with candles and a bouquet of my favorite flowers. The setting felt intimate, and as I took in the beauty, a mix of excitement and emotion built within me. With every step, a growing sense of joy and wonder filled me, knowing that something extraordinary was about to happen, something that would change my life forever.He was going to propose—n
Stepping into the house, I saw my dad, and my heart leaped with excitement."Dad!" I exclaimed, embracing him tightly. Expecting his usual warmth, I was met with a response that felt cold and distant. Concern etched across my face, I asked, "What's wrong, Dad?"Throughout the years, my dad had a knack for lighting even the tensest moments. However, this time, his demeanor sparked genuine worry within me, leaving me puzzled and uneasy."What's wrong, Dad?" I asked again, my concern deepening as he remained silent."How is Josh?" he finally inquired, his gaze fixed anywhere but on me.I regarded him cautiously, unsure whether to address his question or press on with my worries. "What's going on, Dad? And why jump to ask about Josh?" I questioned my anxiety. "Is everything okay? But to answer your question, Josh is fine."Just then, Ava sauntered into the living room. Her eyes zeroed in on the sizable ring adorning my finger, and she let out a scream, "Oh my goodness!""No, no, no," I th
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