Perfume » h.s
"you were never going to chose me, were you harry? all those lies of leaving your wife, you just led me on." her voice cracked as tears streamed down her face.
harry looked from his former lover to his wife who's jaw was clenched and lips were pressed together in a thin, tight line. she wasn't happy.
"sorry, ma'am. i don't think i remember meeting you. you probably have the wrong guy," he looked at her apologetically, guilt showing clearly in his eyes.
erin stood there with a satisfied smile and a devilish glint in her orbs as she watched the poor girl break right in front of her.
"your right, harry. you are the wrong guy. i just can't believe it took me this long to realize it." she whispered.
updates on weekends.
| all rights reserved © 2016 |
cover done by: @amazani