Chapter 251

Harper

Quick. Controlled. Gone almost the second it appeared, like he had spent years learning how to bury it before anyone could see.

For a moment neither of us spoke.

The fire cracked quietly in the hearth, a soft sound that filled the space between us while the weight of what he’d said settled into my chest.

Choose.

Reject.

Two simple words that suddenly felt enormous.

I looked down at my hands