CHAPTER 87

Antonio's POV

With her head placed on my shoulder, we sit together on the sofa with her hands entangled with mine.

We have been sitting here in silence for more than 10 minutes. She drags me closer to her whenever the sound comes again. I don't want to cuddle her so I won't end up doing something else.

This is what she needs and it will help her forget about her fear.

It is in times like this that I like Harley the most. She has shown me her weakness and this makes her all the more real.

She is human after all. Just unpredictable.

What is with this thunder phobia?

"I hate moment likes this", she murmurs, breaking the silence. It is still raining and I can barely hear the next word she is saying.

"I can't hear you", I say to her, leaning down. She raises her head at this instant and our eyes interlock with our faces a few inches away from each other.

Her eyes dance around with emotions. Fear. Guilt. Regret. Sadness. Pain.

I can't find what I want in them. Love. Happiness. Joy. Comfor