Harry's POVShe was the first I saw, wrapped in a coat and waiting for me. Her worried eyes had me thinking if she stayed up all night waiting.I felt terrible, wondering if the kids were safe, and I just stood there, staring at her.However, she heaved a sigh, running towards me. I didn't erase her memory just so she'd leave, but I was startled to find her."You came late," she whispered in a shaky tone as she stretched her hand towards her with a sad smile."You kept me waiting," she furthered, but I was staring at her hand, afraid to hold it because I'd break it.However, I walked past her, as if she never existed. I'd be placing a call to Dad to pick her up."You don't just walk away without apologizing!" She snapped, but then I didn't listen and just stepped inside."Harry!" She called, and when I almost took the stairs, she obstructed my path."And the damage? Who the fuck is paying for it?""Stop trying, Freya. Leaving is the best option right now," I coldly responded, but she
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