Chapter 135

Harper

“Declan… we can’t.”

The words slipped out before I could stop them—quiet, but sharp enough to slice through the air between us.

He froze, confusion flickering across his face, but I pushed on, my voice unsteady.

“With everything you just told me… about your father, about Dane…” I shook my head, trying to breathe around the tightness in my chest. “I can’t. We can’t.”

The blanket slipped