FutureMrsHaleyStyles
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"How about that lunch?" Harry asked, grabbing my hand and walking back to the car.
"Sure." I smiled lightly as I opened the door to the car. When we got to the cafe, I noticed everyone was staring and whispering. A few even pointed; kids running back to their families. Harry pretended not to notice them, but I knew it hurt him. Especially the kids. When we got to the counter, I saw the cashier give a look of shock, but then look down as if nervous or scared. Did everyone know about Harry's past but me?