Yala’s POV
I quickly turned around and saw Harper's sharp eyes staring at me.
"You scared me, Harper," I said, placing my hand on my chest.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to," she responded awkwardly. She closed the bedroom door and came to sit next to me on the bed. "Now tell me, Yala, why did you spend the night and the day with Charles Ricci after I told you to leave?" she asked.
I took a deep breath, knowing that I wouldn't be able to escape this conversation.
"Believe me, Harper, nothing was planned, it all happened so unexpectedly, it wasn't my intention to end the night with him."
"I understand you didn't want to end the night and spend the whole day in the arms of the man who has always treated you badly since you were a child, right?" she asked, sarcasm lacing her voice.
"Oh, Harper
