*Harper*

“A Mistake? What do you mean?” I asked. I crossed my arms.

“I mean, I shouldn’t have let things go this far,” he said firmly.

“You shouldn’t have let things go? This was something we both wanted,” I said, pointing to the messy bed.

“Yes, I wanted it. I wanted you. But it was wrong. You’re the same age as my daughter,” he pointed out.

“Oliver…”

He held a hand up to silence me. ...