The Infiniteness of Yesterday

Prologue

HARLOW

“Harlow?”

I turn around at the sound of his voice. Soft, coaxing, nervous almost.

A gasp erupts from my throat the sight of him kneeling on one knee.

My hand flies up to cover my mouth as my eyes widen.

Shock.

I’m frozen. Suspended in this tiny space of time. One second feels like one minute.

“Jameson?” I mouth his name in question, barely breathing it into existence.

I look at the diamond. It’s large, beautiful, too extravagant. My hand trembles against my mouth, unsteady with nerves and surprise, and … fear too.

Because when my boyfriend proposes to me, my first thought shouldn’t be about the boy I loved—the man I can’t seem to resist no matter how far I try to push him away.

“Harlow, the last two years have been some of the best of my life,” he starts, a nervous smile on his lips.

His nearly black hair curls against the collar of his shirt, his brown eyes are anxious but happy behind his glasses.

“I love you. I love your daughter. I love our life together. Please, say you’ll be my wife? ”

I close my eyes, guilt ridden and unable to look at him.

Spencer, my mind whispers to me. What about Spencer?

The man who took all my firsts.

My first kiss.

My first time.

My first love.

But first doesn’t always mean last.

I drop to my knees in front of Jameson, taking his face in my hands as tears course down my cheeks.

I open my mouth, and I answer him.