Chapter 200

{Harper's POV}

The sentence just sat there in the air between us, and I realized, with a kind of tired, sinking clarity, that I'd been wrong earlier. I'd genuinely believed nothing could make this exact stretch of my life feel worse than it already did.

This could.

This was a conversation I'd meant to have with Moretti myself, weeks ago, before everything else buried it — Salvatore, the base, the