*Oliver*

We flew into the city. Harper had a big smile on her face as the wind whipped through her hair. I was glad to see that she was happy, but I was a little concerned.

When we got into the city, I slowed down and followed the speed limits. I reached over and took Harper’s hand. Without the roar of the wind, we could talk.

“Harper, I understand that you are concerned your parents won’t accept us being together, but I don’t like this lying,” I ...