All Chapters of 100 WAYS TO SIN: Chapter 111 - Chapter 115

Harper’s POV I woke up the next morning with my eyes swollen and my throat raw from crying. The pillow was still damp in places. For a few seconds I just lay there staring at the ceiling, hoping the heavy feeling in my chest would ease if I stayed perfectly still. It didn’t. The image of Vivian leaning in to kiss Dr. Kane kept replaying behind my eyes like a loop I couldn’t pause. Her hand on his chest. Their faces so close. The way he hadn’t pulled away immediately. I rolled over and reached for my phone. It was still turned off. I held it in my hand for a long time, thumb hovering over the power button, before setting it back down. I wasn’t ready to see his messages. I wasn’t ready to hear whatever explanation he might have. Because no matter what he said, the truth was that she had walked into his office like she belonged there. Like she had history with him. Like she fit in his world in a way I never could. I forced myself out of bed and went through the motions. Shower. Breakf

Harper's POVI woke up the next morning before my alarm, eyes swollen and gritty from crying most of the night. The dorm room was still dark, my roommate breathing evenly in the bed across from me. I lay there for a long time staring at the ceiling, the ache in my chest feeling heavier than it had when I finally fell asleep. My phone was still turned off on the nightstand. I didn’t have the courage to turn it on yet. I knew there would be messages from him, explanations, pleas to talk, and I wasn’t ready to face any of it.The realization from last night kept hitting me again and again. I was in love with Dr. Elias Kane. Not just attracted to him. Not just caught up in the thrill of something forbidden. I was in love with the way he listened to me like my thoughts actually mattered. I was in love with how safe I felt when his arms were around me. I was in love with the quiet way he said my name like it was something precious. And right now that love hurt so much it felt like it was ca

Harper's POVI was still standing in the kitchen in his shirt when I heard the front door open. My heart jumped. I had spent the last twenty minutes trying to calm down after Vivian left, but my hands were still shaking as I stirred the pasta one more time. The sauce smelled good, but my appetite was gone. I turned toward the living room just as he walked in, briefcase in hand, looking tired from his long day. When his eyes landed on me his expression softened immediately, the exhaustion giving way to something warmer.“Harper,” he said, voice low and relieved. He set his bag down and walked straight to me, pulling me into his arms without hesitation. I buried my face in his chest, breathing in the familiar scent of his cologne mixed with the day’s work. His hands rubbed slow circles on my back, holding me close. “I missed you today. How was your day?”I held onto him tighter for a moment, letting myself feel safe in his arms before I pulled back enough to look at him. “It was okay un