"Dad I want to go." I say as I walk up to him. He just chuckles and pats my arm.
"I'm talking honey, just take a seat." He is oblivious to my state of anxiety.
I walk away from him and everyone else as fast as possible. I get outside and I breathe heavily, trying to calm myself down.
Oh my god. Thus didn't happen—he fingered me! He is married! And Taylor, oh I don't like her...cheating and completely oblivious to Harry doing the same.
"Britt?" I look up to see Harry and I stumble back.
"Stay away from me."
"Babe stop..."
"Don't touch me!" I slap his hand away and he huffs. "You're disgusting."
"Don't talk to me like that."
"You know what? I'm not sure why I'm even upset...I hope you two are happy together." I fake smile, pushing past him and back into the party.
I'm not going to let him ruin my night. This is supposed to be for my father and I. Harry is a cheating asshole and his wife is the same.
[Sooo unfortunately my iPad restarted and I lost the copies I had of the book and this was all I was able to get but I will begin translating the copy that is published.]
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Patient 119. Copyright
FanfictionThe original patient 119 has been deleted from wattpad and luckily I still have a copy of it so I will write it for those who want to read it
