Chapter Twenty-Three
Alex
I stepped out of the shower and quickly dried off. After Harper said she couldn’t make it for our morning run, I’d hopped on my treadmill. I didn’t particularly like running on a treadmill, but I wasn’t up for running alone in the park without Harper. It had become a place associated so strongly with her, going there without her only made my heart ache. I’d meant to insist on talking to her this morning and was gnashing against the bite of frustration when she closed that window of opportunity. I’d stopped by her flat anyway, only to get no answer.
A shower after a rote run on the treadmill wasn’t exactly invigorating the way a run through the cool morning air with Harper would’ve been. At the sound of a knock, I tied my towel around my waist and strode to the
