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The first person I call in the morning is Lily. I explain that we have to meet and that I'm coming home. 

I anxiously pace around the bedroom until Harry wakes up. He feels around the bed for me and shoots up when it comes up empty. I can practically see the relief on his face when he finds me walking. 

I don't blame him for being nervous. I have a past of being rash. He's experienced some of the darkest times in my life, so it's fitting that I'd go out and risk my life again. Maybe drown my sorrows in liquor.

Honestly, I'm numb. I'm so shocked to see his face after years, I can barely process it. Up until now, he's been a blurry image in my head. The memories we shared are slowly disappearing. I don't even know how I feel about all of this. But, I owe it to Lily to tell her first. It's her father too and if he's roaming the streets of Florida, it's better she hears it from me.

"Can you take me to my mom's house?" My voice is raspy and dry. All the crying has left me dehydrated. He nods and runs his hands through his hair.

"Let me just get ready." 

I nod and walk into the kitchen. A cool glass of water feels likes honey as it slides down my throat. I'm well aware that my face is blotchy and my eyes are puffy, but there's no use in cleaning up if the odds are I'm going to cry again.

Harry's boots are heard in the hallway. He jingles his keys and I somberly follow behind him. He starts the car and gives me a worried glance. "Are you okay?"

"I'll explain when we get there, I don't want to repeat the story twice."

I can tell he's shocked that he's invited to the conversation between Lily and I. It's true that it's personal family matters, but Harry's here to stay and he deserves to know everything. There's no reason to hide anything from him. I trust him completely.

The drive to my old home is silent. He parks on the side of the street and lets me linger in the car before I have the guts to get out.

Lily anticipates me and opens the door as soon as we get out of the car. Worry is shown on her face, and it only worsens when she sees my state.

She lets us in and we take a seat on the couch. The tension in the air is thick.

"Is mom home?" I ask. I rather not tell her like this, not to mention Harry being here would start another conversation I'm not ready for. 

"Nope, working," Lily confirms. "What's wrong El? You're scaring me."

I sigh. Time to let it out. "I saw dad, Lil."

Harry tenses next to me. Never in a million years is this what he would have thought. 

"W-what?" Lily speaks after the initial shock wears off. 

I nod, anger starting to boil inside me. "I saw him with his wife. They're rich Lil! They're so fucking rich and mom's here overworking herself for a damn paycheck!" My voice gets louder as I finish my sentence. 

She seems speechless at my confession. 

I continue my rant. "He didn't even bat an eyelash when he saw me. He knew it was me, I know. He saw the stupid necklace he gave me. He didn't even try." Tears pool in my eyes and I furiously blink to rid them. I have no luck and they fall faster.

"He didn't care?" She squeaks. She sounds hurt, too.

"No," I spat in disgust. "God knows how long he's been in town. I think he's been living here for a while."