Anna || HS

CHAPTER 67

~ July, 2016 ~

Anna- 22
Harry- 22

~ July 8th, 2016: 18.5 Weeks ~

Anna POV:

Harry and I slept like shit last night. At some point around 3:20am, when Harry's alarm went off for him to get ready to head to set, my leather tote was brought to Ben and Meredith's. Much to our surprise, it didn't look like anything had been touched. My wallet and phone were still in their zipper compartments, and my laptop was also inside the bag. Then again, I wasn't in the house for very long and I am sure that whoever was inside left as soon as they saw Paul.

Today, we are allowed to go back to the house with a police escort. They want to figure out what, if anything, was taken, but it will have to wait until later. Harry will have a shorter day on set, but still doesn't plan to be home until around dinner time. Until then, I have work that I need to get done, seeing as how I have my laptop and nothing seems to have been taken out of my bag.

I attempt to work all morning, but end up mostly fielding phone calls from concerned friends and family members. That, or congratulatory calls and messages from anyone in my life that didn't know we're expecting.

Then, the doorbell rings and when I answer, Jeff is standing there.

"What's up?"

"Well, let's go inside and sit down," he starts with.

"That doesn't sound good."

"It's not. I haven't been able to get a hold of Harry on set, so I am tell in you first."

I meet his gaze, and he doesn't even have to tell me. The people who broke into our house have something that they are holding over us, or planning to use against us.

"There are articles coming out. Some with, what I assume are private photos of you. Then there are ultrasound photos. Whoever was in the house, they swiped all of it. Some of the articles even have copies of the items purchased for the baby, I am assuming they have a packing list from the deliveries, or a receipt."

"Well, isn't that just fucking wonderful," I say, in a glum tone.

Jeff slides his phone across the table and I take in the images that were stolen. The first photograph is our very first ultrasound photo. We can't get that image back. We can't get another one. Plus, if they took that one, there was a new one right next to it from our last ultrasound that I am sure they took, as well.

The next images are more upsetting. There is one picture that Jeff took of Harry and I sitting on the couch while on the video chat with our families to tell them about the baby. On the screen, in front of us, are all of our excited family members. You can see Harry wrapped around me, kissing the top of my head,  facing the video chat.

Another circulating image is the first one Harry took of my bump. Most of those pictures just stay in his phone, but this one he had printed and hung proudly on the mirror in our bathroom. It made me sick to my stomach, knowing that the person who took this particular photo had to have ben in our bathroom, and therefore our bedroom, to find it.

"So much for any slice of privacy I thought we had left," I say completely gutted. "Harry is going to lose his mind."

"Yeah, I know. That is why I am trying to get a hold of him and break the news before these articles go live. Him finding out via notifications would be horrific."

"Jeff, what else do they have?"

"We don't know, Anna. We are working on it, but we honestly don't know."