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My heart tugs as Ava's words hit hard, leaving me overwhelmed. "Can you please stop all this? It's not helping. I just want my Josh back," I tell her.Ava pauses, sensing the pain in my words. "I understand, but sometimes we need to face the truth," she says gently.Tears well up as I try to make sense of everything. "I don't know what to do. I just want things to be like they were before, with Josh."Ava sighs softly. "I know it's tough."With concern in her eyes, Ava asks, "And how do you intend to achieve that?"Feeling helpless, I reply quietly, "I don't know, Ava. To be honest, I don't know. He's not picking up my calls, and he's not replying to any of my texts."Ava looks at me, her expression filled with worry. "Can I be honest with you?"Wiping away tears, I look at her expectantly. "Yes, please, I need that honesty.""I'm happy you're not crying like before, and your appetite is coming back," Ava observes."Okay, I'm eager to know," I say, anticipating her point.Seeing my ner
My heart pounds in my chest in anticipation of what might befall me when he eventually sees me. The hatred I saw in his eyes the day he found out makes me cringe, and I hope against hope that there will be a change of heart for him. I hold onto Ava's words that he looks miserable and will be willing to let go and forgive me. I open the door, and I'm surprised to see Josh's mother - I wasn't expecting her. I became nervous as hell. She has a look of indifference, like a look of disdain. My heart sinks immediately. I know the last time I saw her, she was a sweet soul who welcomed me with open arms, but this doesn't look good. Nevertheless, I greet her, stuttering, ‘'Good evening, ma.' She looks at me, sizing me up like I'm some commodity. I feel small under her gaze, and I don't know what to do with this situation. I know I've caused both her children pain.I don't expect anything less from the behavior she's giving me right now. “Harper, what do you want? Haven't you done enough?' h
I click on the email and it opens. It's a job offer from A****n Fresh, a subsidiary of A****n that deals with fresh produce like meat, dairy, baked goods, and other household essentials. The job position is to work as an Operations Manager, which is the same position I held before. I think I should be able to navigate A****n Fresh easily.My job will be to ensure efficient delivery, inventory management, and supply chain processes. I replied to the email, showing my interest in the job. Still clad in my towel, I head to my closet to retrieve some comfortable clothes. But before I can get any, I hear an email notification. With a face full of smiles, hoping it's a reply to the email I just sent, I quickly get dressed and head straight to my system.I refresh my email and see a message scheduling an interview. I'm blown away - I didn't expect it to happen so fast! At that moment, everything I thought I had lost due to losing my job and Josh feels like it's been restored. I say a simple p
"Ms. Cole, I appreciate you coming in for the interview. You have great potential, and I love seeing young women like you excel in their careers. You're amazing, and your interview was top-notch." I nod my head in gratitude, waiting for what he'll say next, as the accolades are becoming overwhelming and I'm starting to feel uncomfortable. But then he drops the bombshell: "However, I'm afraid we won't be offering you the job here."My eyes widen in shock, and my mouth drops open in disbelief. "What?!" I exclaim, my voice barely above a whisper. "But...but I thought I had done so well in the interview," I stammered, my mind racing with confusion.I feel like I've been punched in the gut, and I can't seem to catch my breath. I had been so sure that I was the perfect candidate for the job, and now it seems like it was all for nothing.The interviewer's words echo in my mind, "We won't be offering you the job here." I can't believe it. I look at the interviewer, searching for an explanatio
My heart skips a beat as I take in his features. I notice he has dark bags under his eyes, and I can't help but smile at the fact that I'm not the only one affected by the breakup. I turn my attention back to Nick as we continue eating. Part of me wishes he would come over to me, and part of me wishes he would just leave the cafe. Nick notices my attention is diverted, so he looks in the direction my attention has gone, and then he sees Josh. "Isn't that your boss?" he asks. I roll my eyes. "He's not my boss any more. I no longer work for him," I say loudly, so he can hear me. His eyes snap to my face, and I guard my emotions so he doesn't see that I just want to gain his attention.Josh's gaze lingers on mine for a moment, and I can sense a mix of emotions in his eyes - surprise, curiosity, and longing. But he quickly looks away, and I'm left wondering if I imagined it. "Hey, Josh!" Nick said, waving at him. He turns his attention to us once more and makes his way towards us. Every
As I make my way to the office, I can't help but feel out of place. The reception is quiet, and there's no one to welcome me. I almost turn back when a lady walks in casually, flashing me a sweet smile."Hi, are you here for the interview?" she asks, moving closer to where I'm standing."Yes, I saw the advert and decided to give it a shot," I reply, looking around to familiarize myself with the environment."Here," she says, handing me a form to fill out with my details. I collect the form, say "thank you," and look for a convenient spot to start filling it out.As I finish filling out the form, I hand it to her. "Very well, then follow me," she orders, leading me to a room where three men and a woman are seated, probably here for the same interview. They all turn to look at me as I enter the room. I feel a surge of nervousness, but the lady who greeted me offers a reassuring smile. "Please, take a seat," she says, gesturing to an empty chair. "We'll be with you shortly."After waitin
No, I can't let him get to me. The sexual tension between us is palpable, but I'm not ready to give in. He hurt me badly, and now he is sabotaging my chance of getting a job. This can't be happening.I shudder when I feel his face inching closer to mine, but I guard my emotions, not forgetting the reason I came to his office.I gather my strength. With my two hands placed on his chest, I notice he tenses from my touch, his eyes darting between my eyes and mouth. I push him off. "Stay away from me, Josh. This is making me uncomfortable, and don't try to turn it around. What the fuck is wrong with you? Do you think the world revolves around you? How dare you try to stop me from getting a job!”I notice a flash of hurt on his face, but he quickly covers it up. "Harper, can you please sit?" he says, moving away from me and returning to his seat. He looks at me and licks his lips, and I feel a surge of desire that I can't ignore. My clit pulses with excitement, and I feel my panties grow da
I turn around and realize it's Amelia, with a bright smile on her face. "Are you back here? Oh my God, I've missed my bestie!" she exclaims. "Why are you coming out of Josh's office? Are you guys back together?"I look at her, stunned by the barrage of questions. Which one does she want me to answer first? "Slow down, young lady, one question at a time," I say with a laugh.She grins. "Don't blame me, Harper. I'm just happy to see you're back to work with us again." I know Amelia has a knack for getting first hand information about everything going on in the office, but this time I think she's taking a wild guess."What makes you think I'm coming back to work here?" I ask, raising an eyebrow."I'm just assuming, Harper, since I saw you coming from Josh's office," she replies, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.But the thought of what transpired between me and Josh suddenly dampens my spirit. Amelia notices my change in demeanor and asks, "What's wrong?"I hesitate, unsure how much to
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