Chapter 8 Eight
Harper’s POV
Saturday morning arrived too quietly.
The sunlight slipped through the curtains in thin golden lines, brushing over my bed, my desk, the walls of a room that still didn’t feel like mine. I lay on my back, staring at the ceiling, my thoughts tangled and restless. Every time I closed ...
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Chapters
1. Chapter 1 One
2. Chapter 2 Two
3. Chapter 3 Three
4. Chapter 4 FOUR
5. Chapter 5 Five
6. Chapter 6 Six 
7. Chapter 7 Seven
8. Chapter 8 Eight
9. Chapter 9 Nine 
10. Chapter 10 Ten
11. Chapter 11 Eleven 
12. Chapter 12 Twelve 
13. Chapter 13 Thirteen
14. Chapter 14 Fourteen
15. Chapter 15 Fifteen 
16. Chapter 16 Sixteen
17. Chapter 17 Seventeen
18. Chapter 18 Eighteen 
19. Chapter 19 Nineteen 
20. Chapter 20 Twenty 
21. Chapter 21 Twenty one 
22. Chapter 22 Twenty two 
23. Chapter 23 Twenty three
24. Chapter 24 Twenty four 
25. Chapter 25 Twenty five 
26. Chapter 26 Twenty six 
27. Chapter 27 Twenty seven 
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