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Once Again

Once Again || 07

*Harry*

Michaela slept in my arms while I stared at the ceiling and thought.

I'm here- with the love of my life. But what's wrong?

I looked down at her beautiful face and stroked her hair. She seems so peaceful- but who knows what's going through her head. My hand traced her jawline, then went to her stomach. I put my hand on her round belly as I felt something move. A small kick.

A small smile played on my lips- even if it wasn't my baby, it's my job to help the ones I love.

I brought my hand back up slowly by brushing her arm- but then stopped when her shirt sleeve lifted a little. I sat up -careful not to wake her- and rolled up her sleeve. I winced when I saw new cuts.

It breaks my heart to see her do this to herself. But I have learned one thing, most expect to only have their wrists checked; not thighs.

I stood up and mentally prepared myself for what was next. I grabbed the waistband of her sweatpants and gently pulled them down.

"Holy shit." I breathed

Hot tears ran down my cheeks as I traced every scar- or cut. Not all of them were scars, yet.

"H-Harry?" Michaela asked as she sat up, "What're you doing?"

I choked out a sob and re-traced her cuts.

"Oh Harry." She pulled me up.

She wrapped me in a sweet hug- even though it was a bit different because of her stomach.

"I'm sorry Harry.." She whispered, "I love you."

"I love you more."