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Ever since she encouraged me to use healthier avenues to manage my emotions, she’s always been my favorite muse.
Shit.
“Telling me what, today?” she asks softly, holding up my sketchbook. “Does it have anything to do with this?”
I swallow.
She chuckles humorlessly. “Yeah. You all are telling me the truth right fucking now, or I swear to God I’m leaving and never coming back.”
History repeating itself.
“Wouldn’t be the first time, Princess,” I grimace, and her eyes narrow.
“What are you talking about?” she demands. “What does thatmean?”
Grey steps forward, holding out a hand. “Harper—”
“No,” she hisses at him. “You stay away from me. You’re the person I trust theleastin this place.”
Oh, shit.
Grey looks like he’s been slapped, and he freezes, stunned.
“You told my best friend to stay away from me,” she continues, her voice breaking. “No onedictates who I see or don’t see.Ever.”
Grey stays silent.
She turns to Beau, sighing sadly. “You knew me,” she whispers to him. “You’ve met me before.”
He nods, chastised.
The truth is out.
“You all knew who I was. Includingyou.” She turns to Charlotte. “I just…why? Why, Charlotte?”
“Honey,” she whispers sadly. “You had a new name. You were someone completely different. I wasn’t sure what to do.”
Harper frowns. “What do you mean, a new name?”
Truth be told, I like her new name.
But Charlotte shakes her head, refusing to answer.
This isn’t her burden. It’s ours, for ordering her stay silent about Harper’s true identity.
“Your real name is Evelynn,” I tell her.
Her gaze turns back to me, her eyes wide.
“Stop.Lying,” she hisses.
“It is,” Beau adds. “But you came here under Harper, so we called you that.”
“Harper’s your middle name,” Grey adds quietly.
She grips the sketchbook tightly, her knuckles turning white. “How do I know all of you?” She demands.
The fireplace crackles and Wilson curls up next to it, unbothered by the situation.
