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August 26th, 2016

When I got home Carter sat out on the porch reading a book. I felt like I needed to hide...like I wasn't welcome. Carter looked up from her book and gave me a small smile, and came inside.

"I really don't wanna fight Harry."

"Me either babe."

"Where did you go last night?"

"The bar..." I muttered.

"You relapsed?"

I nodded and pulled her in for a hug and began crying. Carter just held me as I continued to sob and I felt so weak and vulnerable at that movement. I cried until I was to tired to cry...until I fell asleep in her arms. Listening to the beat of her heart.

What would I do...Without Carter Vi?

Harryx

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