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I’m just not sure it’s enough.
“You’re an amazing young man, Nathan. I’m proud of you, and I think Harper may be more open to hearing your side of the story than you might think. But it's probably better to do it in the morning, since the poor girl was exhausted.”
Mom was right, of course. I just hoped I could find the words to tell her.
5
Harper
The house was quiet. I sat in the dining room by the large picture window, my feet curled up underneath me sipping some of the best espresso I had ever had in my life. Kat was still asleep, she was never a morning person so it was far too early for her, but I was happy to have some time alone to come to terms with the craziness of the last few days.
This is exactly what I needed.
A luxurious getaway with my best friend after the biggest heartbreak of my life was definitely essential. I was so grateful to Rose for paying for my flight so I could have the experience.
Fresh snow was falling outside, and there wasn’t another house as far as the eye could see. Just snow and mountains and trees. I never realized how badly I needed to get away from everyone and everything until I was sitting there, in that moment, alone with my coffee.
The day before, instead of preparing for my Christmas wedding, I was flying across the world, leaving my fiancé, myex-fiancé, behind. I knew eventually I would have to face him, and everyone else, too. I had sent out a notification to our guests that the wedding was canceled and fled as quickly as I could.
What a whirlwind of a week.
Tears stung at my eyes, but I wiped them away, not wanting to shed even one for that bastard.
His words echoed in my ears.
“Come on, once we’re married, I can stop sleeping around because I’ll officially have you.”
He honestly believed that was a valid excuse? My stomach twisted just at the thought of seeing the two of them naked, her down on her knees at his desk, her mouth on his…Stop it, Harper. Stop torturing yourself. He was a jerk. You’re better off.
I didn’t regret breaking up with him, I just wasn’t sure what to do next. We worked together. Closely together. Everyone that had been invited to the wedding either worked with us or knew both of us, and I wasn’t sure what rumors he had already spread about me at the university.
I guess you’ll find out after the holidays.
I sipped my coffee and stared out the window.
“Good morning,” a voice pulled me out of my thoughts and caused me to tense up.
“Good morning, Jackson.”
His hair was messy, and he yawned as he made himself a coffee at the espresso machine in the corner. He smirked at me. “You remembered which one I was. Good job, Freckles.”
Hearing one of the many mean nicknames he used to taunt me with didn’t feel good, and his condescending tone didn’t help. I finished my espresso and stood up from the corner seat by the window. There went my quiet, relaxing morning.
“I’m sorry, did I say something wrong?”
Hearing Jackson Bishop say that he was sorry stopped me in my tracks. “Excuse me?”
“I’m asking, did I say something to upset you? You seem angry all of a sudden.”
“Not angry, just not interested in being made fun of for my freckles.”
“You know it’s a joke, right? I think your freckles are cute.”
“Sure,” I said, rolling my eyes. “That’s why you used to make fun of them constantly in high school, saying that I looked like a pepperoni pizza.”
“Hey, I happen to love pepperoni pizza.”
I shot him a look.
