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Harry's Perspective:

She cried into my arms for what felt like ages. It was like she was a ticking time bomb and she finally exploded. Sadie was plucked out of a storybook. Such a beautiful girl with a sad past. A modern cinderella story. She just needs to find her prince charming.

I can tell she's trying. She wants to find someone that will love her and take care of her. There are so many ignorant people out there who have hurt her and scarred her. She is hopeless and no one has helped her.

I want to help her.

"Hey," I put my hands on her shoulders and pulled her off of me. Her eyes were red and puffy from crying. She sniffed and looked up at me. "Can I show you something?" I smiled softly down at her. She wiped the tears from her eyes and nodded.

"I have a list of places I go when I feel this way," I grabbed my keys off of her counter. I started walking towards her door and she followed me. Before we stepped out she knelt down to the ground. Next to her was Bruce. She kissed his head and whispered something to him.

"Ready?" I held my hand out to her. She grabbed my hand a pulled herself off of the floor. I tilted my head at her still wanting the answer. She slowly nodded her head and her lips formed into a line.

With that, we left her apartment and made our way towards the elevator.

Her sweater sleeves were covering her hands. She was fidgeting with the hem of her sleeves. She was holding on to her sweater sleeves for dear life. Literally.

We waited in the elevator. We waited in the elevator patiently. The doors finally chimed open and we slowly walked out of the apartment. I think she was dreading doing what I had planned, but I had a feeling she'd be laughing and smiling soon.

I unlocked my car and she opened the passenger side, shutting it once she got inside. I got inside and put my seat belt on. I started the car and looked over at her. She was staring blankly at the road.

I cleared my throat and she looked over me. I looked at the seatbelt and then back at her. She nodded slowly and reached for the seatbelt, securing it around her. I smiled at her, proud that she did it on her own.

She leaned back in her seat, staring at the road as I drove. She looked so hopeless, but also so beautiful. Her skin was glowing in the sunshine. Her cheeks were a rosy shade of red from crying.

I started to drive to our destination, a lake. I had gone here a few times when I just needed a good time. Sometimes I was alone, sometimes I was with friends, it really just depended on the situation.

I pulled into the same spot I always did. The place with the dock, a small picnic table, and a rope swing. I got out of the car and noticed Sadie hadn't moved a muscle. I walked around to the passenger side and opened the door.

She turned her head to me. Her expression broke my heart. I held out my hand. She unbuckled herself slowly and grabbed my hand. She hopped out of my car and stood in front of me, staring past my shoulders.

"Come on," I started walking towards the dock. She followed close behind me. I grabbed the hem of my shirt pulling it over my head. Sadie just watched me with no reaction. I unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down my legs.

"Your turn," I pointed at her and threw my clothes to the side. She laughed dryly and shook her head.

"If I wouldn't know you brought me here to strip I wouldn't have come," I knew she was being sarcastic so I rolled my eyes. "What are you doing?" She furrowed her eyebrows, her face going back to the same sad expression.

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