His Sunshine ↠ 𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘺

|9| [One Shot]

|9|
Love?
Warning: Physical and emotional problems.

"He don't even love you."

A voice kept repeating in her head, she knew it was not true, he love her with all this heart, he said that to her a million times.

"Let me have you, I'm sure your 'love' is no more interested in you."

His voice was making her cry. Its been a month, a month since everything started getting weird. Her husband was not the same, what probably would've happened after 2 years of marriage and 5 years of dating? Everything was no perfect, but now?

"You should leave him, he will be happy. I love you, Ginevra."

She was scared, but he was not there. He was just too busy. After what happened last week, she wanted him to talk, but he didn't even noticed her flushed face or heard her sobbing at nights.

"I will love you always. I will make love with you everyday."

Her husband don't even touch her. He haven't from a month. She tried many times, but he would just make some excuse and leave her alone.

"I will always be next to you, everyday, every morning."

Her husband was never there for her. She always woke up to an empty bedside, in beginning there were notes but now? He would just leave without even telling her.

"I am not listening to you. I want you and I'll have you."

She sobbed. Someone had touched her, she wanted her husband to hold her, to tell her that he will protect her, to ensure that she is safe.

"You cannot run."

She wanted to run to her husband, to her love but she knew, deep down, that he don't love her anymore, that he will divorce her soon.

"He slept with my ex."

He was already cheating on her? No, no. She loved him and he did everything to hurt her.

But she ran away. She ran to her home, to her husband. She didn't let that man touch her, she thew that man off of her and hit him with a vase.

"I love Harry, not you, Malfoy."

She was sitting on her bed, crying, it was midnight and her husband was not yet home.

Its been one week, one week since Draco Malfoy tried to rape Ginny Potter. One week and her husband, Harry Potter, had not noticed cut marks all over her body. One week since she hated herself. She was hurting and he was 'too busy'.

"Dear family,
I am sorry. I am weak. I cannot do it anymore. I love you all so much. I am killing myself, I am sorry.

Mom, Dad, I am sorry for being not being a good girl, for not being a good daughter, for not being me. I am sorry, I have to. So sorry.

Brothers, don't hurt Harry, he have nothing to do with it. He is not to be blamed, just like him, no one was there for me. I love you all so much, don't hate me, don't be mad. I am sorry.