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HARRY'S POV "No one wants this relationship more than I do... But you know Harry.." Another gulp of wine went down my throat, the kick harsh, just like the thorny realities of this place, this place I hated most. Mark broke up with me because I had to fulfill my duty as heir of the Dog Clan, the weakest clan in the supernatural world. Come to this royal supernatural school and learn the prestigious ways of the supernatural beings and gain some skills and more importantly connection. 'Chuckles.'

Harry sobs uncontrollably. "You didn't have to do all that you did. You didn't have to get yourself killed! I'm sorry. I'm sorry; I didn't pay attention when you wanted me to. I'm sorry that I was so engrossed in myself that I forgot about you. I'm sorry I made you think that I didn't love or care for you." The fire runs cold, and Harry stares at the remains, weeping and sobbing.

Tapping his pale face repeatedly. "Harry!" She was crying from the her heart. It was much of aching inside right now. " Harry, wake up!" When she knows it well, she just hold his head and weep bitterly. "I'm so sorry... I'm so sorry..." Jeff and Diana couldn't take it that they turned their back. Siren whose holding Harry's lifeless body while crying bitterly is a scene that breaks their heart more than anything. They could say that she loved Harry that much. And it breaks their heart even more.

If it had been like a fairy tale where the prince and princess lived happily ever after, there would have been no place for me. Yet, fate played a cruel joke. During our junior year, Harry jumped from a building. Later, they found his medical records confirming severe depression. I lost my best friend, and Grace lost the person she loved most. I stayed by Grace's side through those darkest days. She would not eat or drink, locking herself in her room to cry all night long. I never left her side. I cooked for her, chatted with her, and coaxed her to sleep like she was a child.

He said with a smile as I stretched my arms out. “I am dead unlike the only brother of mine; Micah who is exists in a dump.” I emphasized on his living condition. “The literatures couldn’t sell.” “Humans interested in the occult are full of surprises. They make the word ‘Muggle’ seem proud. Witches are by far the only kind that doesn’t have dependency or obsession.” “However you’re value is as bad as a cripple.” I said with a smirk as we stared at each other before we both laughed.

"I was really blind to marry you. Apart from asking me for money to play cards, have you ever contributed anything to this family?" "The thing I, Harry, regret most in my life is marrying you. If I could choose again, I would rather be alone for the rest of my life than be with you, and I would never let my daughter suffer like this!" The little girl stood beside Harry, at a loss, and could only pat her shoulders to comfort her: "Mom, don't cry..." Harry burst into tears after hearing her daughter's comfort. She was crying, and suddenly she looked at Harry with eyes wide open as if she realized something, and her voice rose eight degrees: "Harry, tell me the truth, what the reporter said is

Then she said, “She’s Harry’s first wife. She was his fated mate, Emma.” I nodded silently. “And the child?” “His firstborn and the strongest of his lineage. It was very unfortunate how their lives ended. They both died in a car accident. Harry barely made it out alive, but after losing his mate and his puppy, he wanted to die, because he was the one driving. After that, Harry changed. He let himself be enveloped by darkness.” “Mom, are you sure they both died?” My mother frowned. “What are you talking about?”

Lia clarified "I would like to meet her one day" Harry paused, chuckled and shook his head "My mum?" His hands were on the kitchen counter, his weight leaning it. "My mum's dead" I froze. Harry never talked about his mum and I never saw her. I thought that was because she travelled a lot or maybe because she just doesn't live with Harry and his siblings, I never thought it was because she was dead. "Oh" Lia whispered, staring at him, trying to look into his eyes but he hid his face from her by looking down at his hands, his soft hair falling to his eyes. "I had no idea...I'm so sorry"

And make me rip the paper that records his debt! In a chilly tone, Sara explained, "Stephen's mind is not that we say a guess is a guess. These are the words that Mr. Joe just said. Therefore, don't you think you could spare some time to assist me in taking photographs of the rosehip waiters working at Happy Hill Pub? When Mr. Joe overheard that, he laughed and said, "Of course, Yes!" I will right away have someone else take care of that! *** The door to the wolf room was smashed open with a loud "Boom," and the tall figure that entered was none other than Harry Potter himself.

The light that once danced in her eyes had dimmed, leaving behind a hollow emptiness that broke my heart. Every night, I found myself plagued by nightmares, reliving the horrors of that fateful day when Harry was taken from us. I would wake up drenched in sweat, my heart pounding, the echoes of screams ringing in my ears. It felt like I was losing myself, drowning in a sea of grief and despair.