Harper's POV:
The door slammed behind him and my legs gave out.
I hit the floor hard, my knees cracking against the wood, and the sound that came out of me was somewhere between a scream and a sob that I tried to swallow back down my throat.
His cologne still hung in the air... that clean, expensive scent that used to make my stomach flip but now just made me want to tear open all the windows and scrub him out of this space, out of my lungs, out of my head where his voice kept playing on repeat.
‘I want you over Hailey... I want you over anyone.’
"Liar." The word came out broken and I pressed my forehead against the cold floor. "f*****g liar."
Everything Hardin had said kept replaying in my mind like a song I couldn't turn off. ‘I was with Hailey before I met you... we were together
