(Mira)
Friday morning, I woke up to Ridge kissing my forehead.
"I have to go to The Spoke," he said. "Check on things. I'll be back in a few hours."
"Okay."
"Stay here. Don't leave the section."
"I know."
He kissed me again. "I love you."
"I love you too."
He left and I got up. Took a shower. Got dressed. Made coffee.
I was sitting on the couch when Harlow knocked on the door.
"It's me. Let me in."
I opened it. She walked in looking restless.
"I can't do this," she said.
"Do what?"
"Stay locked up in here. I've been here less than twenty four hours and I'm already losing my mind."
"Harlow."
"No. I'm serious. I need to get out. Just for an hour. Please."
"Ridge said to stay here."
"Ridge isn't here. And he won't know. We'll just go for a drive. Clear our heads. Come back b
