Chapter 15

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Weeks had passed and we hadn't heard a thing from the other side.

Still, we trained. Day in and day out. Nothing was stopping us. Not even the wounds that covered our bodies. We weren't giving up that easily.

But right now, we were sitting on my balcony of our new rented house. Harry sat opposite me as he took a few sips of his drink. I smiled sadly as I looked at him For a moment, it was as if all the memories we had, had flashed before me and I couldn't help but tear up a little.

I missed him, I really did.

Not because he was gone, because he wasn't. He was right here in front of me. But because our time together has gone. It would be foolish of me to tell him how I truly felt about him.

Yes, I still felt something for him, but he can never know.



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