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How strange

I mean, there’s seven days in a week Why not seven outfits?

I push the hangers aside so I can take a look at each option, and then choose a light yellow sun dress that has a beige knitted cropped sweater that barely covers my shoulders

I slip on the fancy sandals No heel That’s only practical for a young lady on a boat, the nanny had explained why I couldn’t have stilettos as footwear And then I look at myself in the mirror on the inside of the locker

I have no idea who this girl is

She’s not Harper Tate who left here last year That girl never ran away and changed her naton Beach Or had a beautiful in and this girl is not

God, I hs down on my chest Not a physical pain But one that twines with my mind and can only be described as… heartbreak

Did James betray me or not?

Did he leave me here to fend for myself? Or will he co I can hold on to at the moment He toldfor me

I just need to be patient

But I don’t even kno long I was out Fro inti on the bunk where I left it I want to text him or call him so badly

Just be patient, Harper See what your father is up to Because so is off and I need to knohat that is before I make any decisions

I take a deep breath and close the locker door OK, it’s just dinner It’s my father, for Pete’s sake I’ve had dinner withas I can re to feel very familiar

Almost comfortable

Like I didn’t kill thirteen people with poison a year ago, then steal the boat’s tender and take a plane to LA to start a new life

It feels… like that never happened

It feels… like I’ve been forgiven

Or maybe… it feels like a