CHIKLIT/ROMANCE
"BULL! You still love that useless prick!"
"Harley!" I cry, "It's not him that I want! I lo-"
He punches the wall, forcing my favorite memory to shatter across the floor, "I'm going to kill him!"
Haunted by her memories, Liana...
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* I want to leave you with a quick thought for Chapter 2.
I think it is important to remember the close bond between, Liana and Harley. You know you are close when you can pour your heart out to your best friend - even when you're half naked! :)
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"Oh, no. Liana, I-I'm so sorry," he stammers with barely more than a whisper.
"It's... okay. Harley, you couldn't have possibly known." I reassure him.
He apprehensively walks up to me and begins to gingerly hug me as if I am a piece of cracked glass - one wrong touch and I will shatter into a million pieces. Gradually, I respond to Harley by wrapping my arms around his waist and pulling him closer to me.
Harley burrows his head into my neck and takes a heavy sigh. A few strands blow freely from his warm breath as he whispers, "I would have never given you such a hard time if I knew."
"I know you wouldn't have," I say as the tears of despondency begin to flow freely down my cheek.
With my face turned towards my shoulder, I try to look away from, Harley. I hate it when he sees me crying. It makes me feel worse than I already do.
