Chapter 43
Erik The uneasy feeling doesn’t leave me as I draw up to the house in the back of our chauffeur car. Harlow holds my hand in the back seat but I struggle to even look at her. I know I’m being irrational and she hasn’t done anything to warrant my feeling towards her but something is off. Papa is at the large reception doors before we even ascend the stairs, arms wide in a welcoming gesture. I stride up the stairs two at a time, I feel my normal peace when I see him, he has always been my rock. As he pulls back from my embrace I see his brows knit together as he takes me in. “Is all well my son?” He asks and I can not even begin to mask how I’m feeling inside, not with him. Harlow bustles her way in between us and draws his attention giving him her own welcoming embrace. “All is well P
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