Primrose Path (A Harry Wells x Reader Insert)

Chapter 29

After being drained from your long day of shopping and putting together the pieces that would make up your wedding, you change into your gardening clothes and relax the only way you know how.

You stare at the blooming rose petals on the bush Harry proposed next to that night. Deep in thought, you twist the gorgeous engagement ring on your finger as you consider the situation you were in now.

You'd never regret agreeing to marry him, but you couldn't help but wonder if everything would be easier for everyone if you hadn't. Harry wouldn't now be torn between you and his only daughter and you wouldn't have to bear all of Jesse's hurtful words while trying to remain strong.

"Hey, um... (Y/N)?" Jesse's voice catches your attention, making her way across the garden towards you. You take a deep breath and clear your throat as she reaches you, fidgeting. You fold your arms protectively across your chest.

"I don't want to add to the unpleasantness between us, but if you've come to accuse me of anything else, I'm really not in the mood," you say, trying your best not to sound too angry because you were doing your best to bridge this gap. But there was only so much you could take.

"No, I've come to apologize..." Jesse explains, "if you'll let me?"

Your eyes widen as she moves back and forth on her feet in the grass. You can't say you saw that one coming.

"Apologize?" is all you manage to get out in your surprised state.

"Yeah... I've been so mean and rude to you, and you haven't done anything to deserve it. All you've done is take care of my dad and love him more than I've seen anyone do in so long and I'm... I was worried, I think, about where this leaves me now that he has you, but Dad and I have talked and... Can we start over? Please? Because I'm so sorry."

Was this a dream? You didn't know what had been said between Jesse and her father, but it must have worked.

"Yeah," you say slowly with a small nod. "I'd like that."

"Okay," she replies, clearly thankful that you were willing to forgive her and give her a chance, even after everything she'd put you through in the last couple of days.

She sticks her hand out, like you had done when you'd first met. You shake her hand, smiling softly and she mirrors it.

There is still a little awkwardness in the air when you let go, so you decide to try and make her more comfortable; you're not going to hold a grudge against her, you just want to move past it.

"Do you like to bake?" you ask suddenly, beginning to walk back towards the house, Jesse falling into step beside you.

"Yeah, though I haven't done any in ages... travelling and all," she tells you.

"Well, maybe I can teach you something new and we can get to know each other a bit at the same time?"

"That sounds good."

"I was planning on baking a couple prototype options for the wedding reception... Would you like to help me out?"

"Yeah, totally." Jesse offers a nod and a smile. She helps you retrieve all the necessary ingredients and equipment. "So what are we making?"

"Baked Apple Roses. You make the pastry, sprinkle cinnamon over it, then roll it with apple slices in the middle."

"Lead the way, Head Baker."

Between instructing Jesse on how to handle the dough and chatting about whatever pops into your minds, you start to feel relaxed with her. Eventually, you get to the part where you lay the thin apple slices along the line of pastry as a demonstration for Jesse. She examines your methods with a keen eye, and when you roll the apples in the pastry along the counter, she lets out a gasp at how elegant the dessert looks at this stage.