Chapter 6.

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A year later.

You were walking down the street of London, all alone.

It's been a year exactly after the divorce.

Never in a million years, you'd have thought that you'll be walking all alone in the street. It hurt.

You thought Harry wouldn't do this to you, but he did.

The thought of Harry, nearly made you regret living after everything happened the wrong way.

You loved him. But he stopped loving you. That was what he told you when asked for a reason.

"I don't love you anymore, Y/N. I just don't." The words killed you slowly. Has been for a while.

Doesn't matter how hard you tried, you weren't able to get pregnant.

"You and Harry, you both have to commit fully to this, Y/N. You should stop stressing if you want to get pregnant. It's such a delicate thing, yet a miracle in some cases. You guys should talk over it and dedicate yourself to this. And then you can overcome this situation." The doctor said. You tried talking to Harry. But nothing worked out.

The Next Day-

"Can you stop thinking and drink that's in front of you?" Ashley asked while gulping down a burning shot down her throat.

Your friend, Ashley had compelled you to go to a pub with her.

"I'm not.. thinking" you lie looking at the glass sitting in front of you with burning alcohol in it.

"Girl, it's been a year since he fucking left you. Why don't you just move on?" She was spilling her guts out today. She wouldn't do that when sober because, she knows you might backfire.

"Sometimes.... you just can't, Ash. The scars he gave me can still be felt. To be honest, I want to feel it forever." You say and drink the shot.

"Well, if it stays with you just for the memory, then it's fine. But if you think if he's going to come back, you're utterly foolish." She said not looking at you.

You were busy asking the bartender to fill another shot.

"Why would you say that out of the blue?" You ask her drinking another shot.

"Look over there" she points a direction behind you and your head snap back immediately.

That moment, that very moment, you knew it was all a lie.

You and Harry was just a lie.

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