When you tell the world you're mine

Chapter 19: For the love of a daughter*

Harry tried to call Carol as soon as he got to Toronto's airport. His call went straight to voicemail.He boarded the plane and tried to work a bit, but ended up not really doing much. He tried to sleep and couldn't get comfortable enough to do so. He tried to watch a movie and wasn't really paying attention to it. He spent hours trying to think about what to say to her. He had offended her. He had insulted her. He had thrown almost eight months of their friendship through the window. "I'm sorry" only wouldn't save him from her wrath. But he had to have her forgiveness.

As soon as he landed in London, he called her again. Her line was busy.

He spent days trying to call her. Morning, afternoon and night. Harry would always be trying to reach her. Sometimes it went straight to voicemail, sometimes it rang non stop and sometimes her line was busy. He grew more and more anxious by the minute, with the sound of his line trying to connect with hers.

After the first week he even thought she had changed her number, and then asked Edward to call her. She answered him on the second ring and said she couldn't talk to him now because she was about to start a meeting and that she'd call him later. She didn't.

She was pretty much avoiding him. And it hurt. It fucking hurt.

Harry had never been ignored in his position. He was always the priority. And now his friend was giving him the colder shoulder. She was showing him that she truly didn't think he was superior to her because of his title. She was showing him that her feelings were also a priority and that her world didn't revolve around his. He was drinking more and getting more and more stressed everyday. He didn't know how to deal with this situation. Edward stopped him when he booked a flight to appear at her house. It wasn't the way to go. It'd only make things worse for them. But not having her to talk to him, not being able to say he was sorry was driving him crazy.

He actually cried alone in his bedroom when he couldn't access her social media profiles. He was watching her from distance ever since and saw that she was living her life like always. But now she had blocked him and he wouldn't be able to know if she was alright or if she was earning prizes at school due to her essays. He wasn't a part of her daily life anymore.

Harry tried to send her flowers, even though he didn't know which one was her favorite, so he bought a different bouquet for everyday. And every time a flower bouquet arrived at her house or her office, she'd just throw it on the trash bin without even reading the card.

After two weeks, Harry tried to call at her work number. She answered the phone and only then he realized how much he had missed her voice. Her sweet voice. But as soon as she heard him talk, she simply said "Stop fucking calling me, Harry" and hung up on him. Harry was loosing his faith that he'd ever win her trust back of if he ever would have her forgiveness.

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Maria's was turning 61 by the end of March. She was happy with her love life, she was thinking about retiring but she was incredible heartbroken to see her daughter falling out with Harry and getting back with Rodrigo. Harry was such a great influence in her daughter's life, a totally opposite of her current boyfriend.

Every since it happened, Carol was a different person. She wouldn't hear her mom's advice, she wouldn't let her mom know where she was, she'd cry alone at night but she wouldn't talk with her mom about it which was a first for Maria. It looked like she was going through the terrible teenage years again. Maria understood what Harry had done and how it affected Carol. She even got angry at him for a couple of days, but she knew why he'd jump into that conclusion. She understood why her daughter needed comfort and to be in known territory to be able to cope with it. Harry had broken her daughter's heart and she knew it was a difficult thing for Carolina to get over with. But she didn't understood why Carol had detached so much from her.