♛Harley♛
I woke the next morning in a nest of tangled sheets, Archer’s side of the bed cold and empty. The apartment was quiet. No coffee brewing, no boots by the door. It felt strange, wrong, even, but mostly it just felt lonely. I padded into the bathroom, washed my face, and told myself to get it together. It was just one fight. One night. Couples argued. But as I made coffee and stared out the window, the knot in my chest didn’t ease. All the celebration, the cabin planning, the laughter with Jasmine and the others, it felt suddenly far away.
“He should have tried harder,” Nyra groaned softly in frustration. “But we should have too,”
“I know,” I whispered. The truth is that I was just disappointed. Archer’s attitude hurt me, but I understood his frustration. I felt the same way. But
