Luci's POV.
It's been a week, one whole week since Harry broke my heart.
"Luci. I love you." He speaks softly, his voice giving me goosebumps.
"Then why did you break my heart?" I whisper, trying not to cry.
"I wasn't thinking Luc, I am so, so sorry."
"Liar." I shake my head and run my fingers through my hair in frustration.
"Why can't you forgive me?"
"I can't forgive you because every time you touch me or kiss me, I'll be thinking the entire time 'did he touch her like this'; And do you know what Harry? That will kill me."
"You're all I need." He whispers, walking slowly from his place at the dining table to me, where I'm sitting on the kitchen counter.
"NO! NO! No Harry I'm not." I shout but then calm myself down, remebering my sleeping seven month olds upstairs.
He looks at me sadly, his finger grazes my cheek slightly, even though I crave his touch, like a pregnant women craves pickles, I push his hand away from me.
He sighs and kisses my head before walking away.
Am I being stupid? Throwing away our entire relationship like this?
Before I realise what I'm doing, I've done it. "Harry."
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