𝑵𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒏 𝑳𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒔

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 16

Harry's POV.

'' Do you trust me Grace?'' I repeat for the second time but feeling like I've been saying the same statement all over for a year straight.

Every second she spends without answering my question, shoots another blow to my heart and while the time passes, my hope drains.

Her blue eyes raise to meet mine and I catch a little glitter at the corner that she's trying so hard to keep abbey. Her expression is unreadable, she is not shaking or even moving, the only sign of life still possession her body is the up and down movements her chest does while breathing, nothing more.

This is then, I lost? There's anything else I can do to make her stay if she doesn't even trust me anymore. I mean, trust is that thing you use to built things on; if it doesn't exist, nothing you could ever create will resist.

I sigh and drag my hands away but the second I move them, Grace's lips parts and I freeze awaiting. No sound escapes her mouth though and my head drops down once again as I reluctantly distance myself from Grace.

I turn around trying to collect all the shattered piece of my poor love around the room. My shoulders are so heavy and I find myself passing an hand through my hair in the desperate attempt to keep my shit together. What she didn't say, is so much painful.

'' I'm sorry,'' I hear her whisper but I wave my hand to let her know it's okay even if it's obvious I'm not fine at all.

'' There's no need to apologize. I wasn't expecting for you to say anything different.'' I think about it for a moment and force myself to add, '' or say anything at all for what matters.'' giggling at the end while my chest is getting more and more tight by the second.

'' It's just... it hurts trusting you, Harry.'' I straighten up, a cold shiver of guiltiness speeding up from the bottom of my back till it reaches the crock of my neck, making me start. I peek from my shoulder and find Grace rubbing her hands over her arms as she's icing up only by thinking she could ever trust me.

''How much?'' I dare to ask without properly face Grace. Somehow this scares me even more than the previous question.

'' What?'' She mumbles and I repeat the question not sounding annoyed in the slightest.

'' How much trusting me hurt exactly?'' It is so bad you can't even ignore it for a little bit and enjoy all the good things we have done together, all the happy moments we have spent laughing and teasing each other senseless?

'' Even if I could explain it to you, you wouldn't understand. Nothing of what I feel or say, will ever be enough bad for you to accept the fact that I can't let myself fall for you again.'' She's right, oh she's damn right, still I can't help it. I want her to trust me. because I'm selfish and because I don't wanna live without my Grace.

'' Try me.'' I finally decide to spin around and cast my eyes on Grace's, who holds my glare proudly. She decides she can give me a chance and, crossing her arms over her chest, she searches for the right words that can make me truly comprehend what is it like to be in love with me.