chapter 21

Harley

Knocking on the door I peek into my parent’s bedroom. My mom is sitting up in bed with her foot elevated on a pillow.

“Hey.”

She puts down her magazine and takes off her reading glasses. "Hay is for horses."

Ooh, so many jokes I could make right here. "Neigh?"

She rolls her eyes and pats her bed for me to sit next to her.

"Thank God you’re here, the whole household is driving me insane. There’s nothing left to read but these Gaudi bridal magazines. Edward’s mother sent them to Mikayla. That woman’s about as subtle as a sledgehammer.”

“There’s something you two have in common.” Mikayla mutters and we sit on the bed on either side of mom.

My mom always reminds me of a mix between Judge Judy and Gandalf. I know that last one doesn’t make sense, but neither does my mom.

“Here, these are for you.” I hand her the flowers Erik brought. I thought my heart was going to explode when he handed them to me.

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