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Harper knew how she was struggling with her mental health. She felt as though everyone was against her. She didn't know what was going on. But she felt as though her life was falling apart.

She was missing her baby. She found herself thinking more and more about Freya everyday. And she hated it. She hated how she hadn't been able to keep her baby.

Harper had been spending a lot of time with Esmè. She didn't want to let anything happen to her niece. She didn't trust Adam. And she couldn't help but feel like Adam was the reason for her mental health decline.

She felt as though it was all falling apart for her. And she was scared of everything. She barely liked going to school. She was scared of what would happen if she went.

She made out to Charlee that she was fine. But she wasn't. She was far from fine. She was scared to open up to her though. She knew Charlee would support her. But she was scared.

She felt like she was being punished for what happened with her daughter. And she hated the feeling. She hated how she couldn't even talk about it.

Tom had been worried about her too. He had seen a rapid change in her. He was worried. He needed her to be okay. She was the mother of their daughter. And even though their baby had died, he still cared about her. He had to make sure she was okay.

He had to somehow talk to her. And get her to open up.

Harper felt as though she had to somehow make it work. And get Adam out of her head. It wasn't easy at all.

All harper knew was that things were falling apart. And she was scared of everything going completely wrong.

Morning came and she woke in bed. The door opened and Esmè toddled in. "Hi! I has pancakes!" She said as she stood there eating a pancake.

Harper smiled. She held her arms out for Esmè who climbed into bed next to her. She smiled. "Do you want to share your pancakes with me?"

Esmè nodded. She handed harper half of her pancakes. She giggled. "We share!"

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Harper reluctantly went into school. Charlee looked to her. She smiled. "Hey. You okay?" She asked.

Harper desperately wanted to say no she wasn't. But she couldn't. She was too scared of being judged. "I'm fine. Don't worry about me."

Charlee wasn't convinced. She looked to her. "Listen. You know I'm here for you. I'm always here for you. You can always talk to me about what's bugging you," she said.

"I know. Don't worry. I'm okay."

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Tom saw Harper sitting in the common room. He looked to her and sat with her. "Hey. You okay?" He asked.

Harper nodded. "Yeah. I'm okay. Don't worry about me."

Tom rolled his eyes and smiled. "Well I do worry about you. You're the mother of my Angel baby. And I love you."

Harper blinked a couple of times. She knew that things were getting more and more complicated for her. But she had no idea how she was about to hit a severely bad downward spiral.

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