Chapter 18

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Harry's POV

I've never been that honest. Jennifer is a great woman and friend. She's my female self. I'll always support her no matter what. 

"Alright. If you think that you and Jen would die like friends, you're lying yourself. And if you think that you wont get bored with Jill, her boobs and the perfect sex. You are lying yourself again. I mean Chris and I had sex everywhere all the time. Look at us now! We're getting divorced!" Adam said 

I stand up, about to punch him right in the face.

"Harry, dont" Jen whispered

That calmed me somehow.

Adam went outside on the porch and Chris started crying. That was too much for her. That was too much for everybody.

"He didnt want to say this" Leah comforted her

"Yeah. Come on, we are here to celebrate right?" Anj adds

We can hear people screaming "Three, Two, One..". Then we saw the fireworks

Jen's eyes are teary. But why?

Christina's POV 

Days passed. Adam and I filled the divorced papers. Today he is moving away. 

I cant take his drink addict,  his mood swings, his yelling. I cant take it anymore. It's time for me to move on. 

Jen's POV 

Im at Marc's. His kids are not here so I can stay. He's reading a newspaper, while Im drinking coffee. My legs are in his lap. I daydream somewhere else. About Harry. I wish Harry were here. Cuddling with me. 

Stop it Jennifer. This is wrong.

"Baby!" Marc snapped me

"Uh. Yes?"

"Where are you?"

"Uh here?"

He strokes my cheek and smiles.

Marc is an incredible man. But still Harry..

Leah's POV

10:30PM Sofia's asleep in our bed While Anj and I are watching TV. I want him. I know he wants me too. But Sofia.

I have a plan.

"Come with me in the living room" I whispered

We slowly get up and leave Sofia sleeping peacefully

Harry's POV

 Finally Jill and my parents met. They are not really impressed but that's my life. I dont care. 

They expected Jen and I would end up together. They always have wanted. Sigh 

Jen's POV 

Typical day at the office Articles, documents, magazines. 

My assistant comes in holding a bouquet of white roses. My favourite

"That's for you" she smiled and gave it to me

"Thank you" I said and she left. 

I find a card between the roses. 

"Happy birthday Baby. I cant wait for the weekend. Wink, wink.

Much Love, Marc" 

He's amazing but I have other plans. 

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