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Y/N gazed at Harry with starry eyes, mesmerized by his charm and charisma. She fell for him deeply, believing that he was her prince charming, her savior from the monotony of life. But behind the facade of his charm lay a darker truth.
Harry, clad in his Jehovah's Witness suit, seemed like the epitome of perfection to Y/N. Little did she know, he was a master of deception, hiding his true intentions behind a charming smile. She trusted him blindly, unaware of the storm that was brewing beneath the surface.
One day, Y/N discovered the truth about Harry's deceit.
He had been using her, manipulating her emotions for his own gain. The pills he tried to buy, the lies he told - it all came crashing down around her, leaving her broken and betrayed. She felt like a puppet on his wall, stabbed with the push pins of his lies and deception. In public, he paraded her around like a trophy, only to discard her when he grew bored. She realized that she was nothing more than an afterthought to him, a pawn in his game of manipulation.
Y/N's heart shattered into a million pieces as she realized the depth of Harry's betrayal. She had given him everything, only to be treated like garbage in return. She wondered if she had been sent to him by someone who wanted her dead, if he had slept with a gun underneath their bed, if their entire relationship had been a lie.
In the end, Y/N knew she deserved better. She deserved someone who would love and cherish her, not someone who would use and discard her like yesterday's news.
She vowed to forget Harry, but she would never forgive him for the pain he had caused.
As for Harry, he continued to slide through life, leaving a trail of broken hearts in his wake. He crashed parties and burned bridges, never facing the consequences of his actions. But deep down, he knew that he was the smallest man who ever lived, hiding behind his lies and deception, incapable of facing the truth.
