ππ'π¬ π§π¨π ππ‘π ππ¨π² π¬π‘π π«ππ¦ππ¦πππ«π¬ ππ§π π¬π‘π'π¬ π§π¨π ππ‘π π π’π«π₯ π‘π π₯πππ πππ‘π’π§π. _________________________________________ Harry tilted his head. "You used to be funnier." I scoffed, standing up, tossing the blanket off me. "And you used to give a shit." _________________________________________ This is a slow burn, friends-to-enemies-to-lovers story about loss, loneliness, and trying to find yourself when the person you loved most isn't the same anymore. Sometimes, healing starts with facing the past, even if it's the hardest thing you'll ever do. ________________________________________ #1 Friends To Enemies #4 Dark Harry Styles
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