"I'm a monster!" he shouted in my face, his veins popping out on his neck. I tried to hold my tears but failed, all these months of patience and anger caused my body to shake, my heart was pounding so loud in my chest that my blood was boiling in my veins. "No Harry! You're not a monster!" I cried out loud, my chest rising and falling from my heavy breathing. He clenched his jaw and fisted his palms and in seconds, he punched the wall that was behind me right next to me, making me gasp for air. All the anger that built inside me was now replaced by fear as his piercing green eyes turned to a darker shade. "How can you say that after what I did to you?" he hissed, his hot breath hitting my swollen lips, his nostrils flaring. I took a deep shakey breath before I parted my lips to answer him. "Because I can see through you, Harry. I can see your innocence."

I guess life comes with complications. Complications are a part of life. I just don’t understand how things could be this complicated. I mean, 1 year later I was single. That one year was the worst year of my life. But one thing did happen. For 9 months I had a baby in my stomach. An alive baby. For six months now, I have walked around with a baby in hand, She wasn’t just a baby though, She was a little girl, a beautiful girl named Bella. But the bad thing to that is that she has to grow up without a dad. I know who her dad is. But how can I trust him enough to tell him about the baby. But I know that as Bella gets older, I will be forced to trust him. Because I don’t want her living a lie like I did.