Diana [h.s.]

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a rose. a sweet sweet rose. harry never failed to notice her scent. trailing out the door, she tucked her lipstick in her pocket and left for work.

it pained harry to see his girlfriend ignore him in the morning. she hardly talked to anymore. it was almost if she was using him for his money. he never believed his thoughts were real though. diana would never use him. harry loved her so much and so did she, but lately he wished she loved him more.