Chapter 117

Harper's POV

I smile. Just a little. If I’m going to survive this act, I need something that reminds me who I am underneath it. Something that’ll taunt Theo when he finds I pull it out from under the bed. Something that’ll remind me I’m not Mark’s. Not anymore.

Inside the boutique, I go straight to the lingerie section. I run my fingers along a sheer black set with a peephole bra and matching barely-there panties. Perfect. I grab a small leather crop from the display shelf too, something subtle and elegant.

When I return to the car, I tuck the items carefully into my bag and zip it closed. Once I’m home, I’ll pack them beneath my sewing supplies so Theo doesn’t catch them right away. Let him find them later, when he’s looking for something else. I want him to know I thought about him. That I’m not his just yet, but I want to be.

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