Invisible to My First Love (Harper and Maddox) novel Chapter 113

Chapter 113

Maddox

“I’ve fallen for you. Hard.” My voice was quiet.

I thought the hardest part that evening would be telling Harper how I felt about her, but I was wrong, it was the moment that came afterwards.

I held my breath as I watched her in the mirror, her smile slowly fading as she processed what I’d just said to her.

Then, she slowly turned to face me, her expression unreadable.

I wanted her to say something, anything to make me feel at ease, but the more she just stared at me, the more I couldn’t maintain eye contact.

I’d always been in control, meeting her gaze each time I felt like taking the lead in any situation. But how could I look at her after telling her that?

When she sighed heavily with her eyes closed, my heart shattered into a million pieces. I didn’t want to see her expression when she was going to open her eyes again. She was already judging me and that sigh? It was an obvious rejection and I took a few steps back before she could speak.

Without saying a word, I rushed to pick up my clothes. I even paused when I had everything except my shoes, hoping that would be the moment she’d say something from behind me, but I couldn’t even hear her breathe, making me scrunch the fabric of my shirt.

After picking up my shoes, I slammed the bathroom door and watched my face in the mirror for a few seconds, feeling like a fucking idiot. What was I expecting? That she’d run into my arms and say she felt the same way?

I’d known all along how she felt about Grayson, even when she was trying her best to keep some distance and there I was, hoping for a different result.

With a sigh of defeat, I shook my head as I thought about the first time I’d seen her when she’d returned to San Francisco. She’d been hurt after finding out about Grayson’s engagement and I offered her a solution that involved hhh. It didn’t matter back then when she’d rejected me, but now, fuck.

I held my breath, hoping I’d hear her against the bathroom door, but she never came close and if she did, I heard nothing, not even her calling my name.

I was so mad at myself that as I roughly put on my clothes, I wished that I had kept my mouth shut about my feelings because now, her reaction cut deep.

When I came out of the bathroom, I found her sitting by the bed, the sight of me making her rise quickly.

There was that look in her eyes again, like what she was about to say was far from what I hoped to hear. So, right when she parted her lips to speak, I walked past her like she wasn’t even there. I only focused on getting to my phone that was on the bedside table right next to her.

Speaking over her with my steady voice while lighting up my phone screen to check the time, I said, “Room service, the swimming pool, going back home, whatever you want will happen whenever you want.”

“Maddox-”

“The private jet will be ready to take you back whenever you’re ready,” I said, quickly approaching the door.

“Why do you sound like you’re leaving?” she said from behind me.

I swung the door open with a tight grip on the doorknob, then paused without looking back at her. “Goodnight.”

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