7

She stood staring at the empty carpark. A dry, cool breeze blew the rustling brown leaves. With her back leaning against her red Camaro, Harper dazed into the never ending changing carpark.

Just then, a pair of strong arms encircled her waist. With one swift move, she was being turned around turned around and lips crushed hers. She fell limp at the touch of him. His kiss was firm and she liked it that way. The scent of gingersnaps filling her senses as they held each other, not wanting to let go.

Harper pulled away first, out of breath and flushed. She looked up and smiled at him.

"I missed you," Adam said.

"Missed you too," Harper replied.

"Harper --" he started, but he couldn't continue. Now just was not the time.

"Yeah?"

"Never mind. It doesn't matter."

The thought of Adam and Miranda sent chills down her spine and she shivered. Adam saw this and immediately put an arm around her to warm her up. She rested her head on his chest, closed her eyes and breathed it all in.

But it feels so right to be here.

With him.

Revenge is gonna be hard.

Harper shun away the thought, before she had a chance to change her mind.

They didn't say much. They just stood there, with his arm around her and her head on his chest, staring at the endless sea of beige, because the same thought floated through each other's mind.

Its gonna hurt so much.