The Heart Wants What It Wants

Looking in the mirror, staring back as me was a bruised, swollen face. I didn't even recognize myself anymore. I put on some concealer and foundation to try to hide it. Harry had a recording at the studio today and he wanted me to come. I put on some clothes and smoothed my shirt over my pregnancy bump. I was four months pregnant two days ago. I heard Henley's feet pitter-pattering down the hall. I walked out of the bathroom only yo find her on Harry's hip.

"Are you ready?" He asked with no emotion in his voice, looking only at our daughter.
"Yes", I responded softly. He opened the door and gestured for me to go first. I stepped out onto our porch and wrapped my arms around myself, feeling the chilly nip in the air. Harry stepped out and locked the door.

"I'll drive." He said as he walked towards our gray SUV. 

I slid into the passenger seat and buckled my seat belt. Harry put Henley in her car seat and got in the driver's seat. He turned on the car, buckled up, and got on the