I was arranging Darcy’s bag pack while waiting in the living for her and Edmund, who is also coming. Then I heard Merill’s footstep, she’s approaching me with a plain face.
"Are you sure you don't want to come?" I asked her, pursing my lips.
She rolled her eyes, "Why would I?"
Immature as always
“You are still Darcy’s mother, Merill," I sighed, “Merill, did is just one night and I won’t bother you about Harry again. Everything will be back to normal and we will exile from this crap,” I promised her in a formal look.
She sighed and we locked gazes, making me gulp uneasily “I’ll come” she paused, she has this effect on me, “in one condition” I gulped.
But I managed to act normal again, “what?”
"Tell Darcy you're his father.”
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He Lied | Harry Styles
Fanfiction"When you're young, everything feels like the end of the world. But it's not, it's just the beginning." We were ruined after I left her alone. She was clueless that I needed to leave for my ownself and for my own dream. I was selfish. I made a promi...
