Harper’s P.o.v.
I swallowed hard, my eyes wide like a deer caught in headlights. Silence clung to the air like a heavy fog, and I didn’t dare break it. I had seriously messed up - no, f****d up - and I knew Dom was going to be absolutely livid when he found out.
“Harper, when has he seen me on a f*****g runway stage?” she repeats, her voice sharp, filled with disbelief and a slow-burning fury that I could see rising in her eyes.
Shit. How was I supposed to explain this? There wasn’t a good way. No way to backtrack. I’d stepped in it - s**t deep - and now there was no undoing the damage. I opened my mouth, then hesitated, regretting every word I’d just said.
“Ash, look - it’s really not my place to tell you. I’m sorry. I never should’ve opened my fat mouth,” I mumbled, shame crashing ov
