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Chapter 35

Author: Dea B
last update Last Updated: 2025-11-12 12:44:11

Harper POV

By the time I reach my room, I’m shaking.

Not from anger. Not from the cold draft sneaking through the cracked window.

From him.

From the way his voice dropped when he said it’s been you.

From the way he kissed me like we were both starving.

From the way he looked at me right after—like he wasn’t sure whether to pull me closer or apologize for existing.

My hands won’t stop trembling.

I shut the door quietly behind me and lean against it, eyes squeezed shut, trying to breathe through the chaos still burning under my skin.

The smell of vanilla candle wax and old perfume fills the air. My bed’s half-made, my notebook open on the desk beside the vase of white tulips, petals glowing soft under the lamplight.

I stare at them for a long time.

Perfect. Beautiful. Wrong.

He said he didn’t send them.

Which means someone else did.

And somehow that feels worse.

Because for one small, foolish second I thought they were an apology. That maybe he’d remembered what my favorite flower was.
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