All Chapters of Puppy Love: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

~Harper~ My hands trembled as I carefully folded my clothes into my suitcase. Discovering the truth had brought a sense of relief, but it had come at a significant price. It appeared that Justin had changed, and I had to admit he was right; somewhere along the way, I had lost my focus. Yet, he couldn't truly comprehend the depth of my struggles until he walked in my shoes. How could I possibly concentrate on mending the world when my own life required mending? I gathered my clothes and contemplated the uncertain future in Lumas. It had been four long days, and Adrian hadn't reached out to me. I couldn't ignore the weight of his words when he had deemed his visit to Grizlo a mistake. Those words had pierced my heart, hinting at the possibility of rejection. Perhaps I had pushed him too far. The realisation hit me hard, and tears streamed down my cheeks as I yearned to mend the shattered pieces of my life. I found myself reminiscing about the days when I had been carefree, craving o

~Harper~ A spank on my butt was enough to silence me even though I was still mad. I wondered what the arrangement was with Justin and Liam, but I was mad. Adrian had a lot of atonement to do, and I wasn't going to let it go easily. I heard my cousins and friends laugh and chuckle while Jacob engaged Justin and Liam in conversation. I couldn't listen in much since Adrian was whisking me away, riding on his shoulder. I bet that is the best way to put it. It was a very bumpy and uncomfortable ride. I was glad I didn't eat anything on the flight, or I would have thrown up all over him. He deserved that kind of mess for what he put me through. Adrian carried me up the stairs, and we came to a halt at the door. Upon entering the room, he gently placed me on the bed, and I promptly sat up, determined not to display any vulnerability. I smoothed out my dress as I was aware he had caught a glimpse of my panties, yet I remained unfazed. I was on the verge of speaking when he preempted m

~Justin~ Jacob led us into his living room after Adrian had spirited Harper away. It was evident that Harper was carrying a heavy burden of pent-up anger, making me anticipate a lengthy absence. The complexity of their relationship remained beyond my comprehension, but I held out hope for a swift resolution. Dealing with two lovesick, broken-hearted individuals was a situation I wanted to avoid, as it proved quite tiresome, especially when I was already dealing with my own stress. Sophia remained by my side as we settled into Jacob's living room. The presence of his artwork and paintings on the walls indicated that this was still Jacob's home, leading me to believe that his arrangement with Adrian was sudden. I wasn't sure if it was wise to fully trust Jacob with sensitive information, so I signalled my team to allow me to handle the conversation. One thing was clear: whoever had framed Adrian had ulterior motives, likely connected to power and authority, unless it was a personal ven

~Harper~ Adrian didn't take the revelation well. Honestly, I thought he would be relieved, but he was angry, so angry that it scared me. I had never seen him angry before. He got off the bed and walked to the window of his room. I knew it was so he could think and calm down. So, I held back and did not follow. "She told you all of that?" he finally asked, looking at me. He stood naked by the window, handsome and calm. Dark hair touseled but still sexy. I couldn't help myself but join him. Wrapping the sheets around my body, I got off the bed to join him at the window. He faced the window, his back toward me, Not looking at anything. There was nothing to see but an empty gazebo in the middle of the garden. His mind was wandering. I knew he was angry. "Yes," I replied, standing behind him. I wrapped my arms around him and rested my head against his back to calm him down. He caressed my hands that were wrapped around his stomach while I held on tight. "So why is Miley sending

~Sophia~ Sharing a room with Justin had me in knots. The room was big, but I knew it would feel small. It just had one kingsize bed, and we were both going to share it. I knew he was being a gentleman by offering to stay on the couch, but for someone his height and frame, the couch would have been very uncomfortable for him. When I offered to stay on the couch instead, I meant it. I was small, and it would fit me nicely, but he refused. I know I shouldn't be thinking certain thoughts, but I had butterflies in my stomach, just thinking we would be sleeping on the same bed. This was special because it was an unusual feeling. Normally, the thought of being isolated in a room with a man scared the hell out of me. But with Justin, it was different. I found myself longing to spend time with him, looking forward to his daily visit. He had been patient with me, from barely speaking a word to becoming a chatterbox. Thinking about it, he was what I needed to heal, not that stupid therapist w