James PoV
“Ms. Young, I am Detective Scully…”
Harper’s eyes do not leave me, ignoring the detectives who are trying to talk to her... Ignoring my friends… Ignoring Connor, who was already by her side.
She stares at me in a catatonic stupor, pain swirling in her beautiful brown eyes. Her eyes are glossy now and she is fighting back tears.
I get closer and take her hand intertwining our fingers. She frowns, looking at our hands and then staring at me once again.
I lean in and kiss her on the cheek.
“This changes nothing, my little harp. I will always be there for you.” I whisper.
She shuts her eyes as her face contorts with pain.
“Ms. Young? You said her surname was Young, right?” Detective Malone asks, exasperated by Harper’s lack of cooperation.
“Yes, it is her name.” I say, my ey
