Chapter 11After another hour of erratic driving, Macy sped her car into an open parking spot. Harper was always hesitant to ride with Macy, but they had made it in good time, and only got close to hitting three pedestrians in the process.
Harper took the charts they had filled out at the boulangerie and stuffed them away securely in the glovebox. It would be a nightmare to explain if someone had caught sight of one. It had been surprisingly fun to fill them out, but going through the key points of a fake relationship had stung. Harper was spinning a story she would never have, the parts of a happy, fulfilled relationship that would never exist. She tried to push those thoughts away. There was no point dwelling on them now.
Harper moved to get out of the car, but before she could open her
