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Tear-stained cheeks, my mascara was now an ugly smudge after being ruined with all the crying I had been doing for the past hour. I could not recognize myself as I looked through the mirror. The more I stared at myself the more the tears. I could hear them in the next room. Their moans enraged me and made me feel like throwing up. I retched but nothing came out. 

Disgust is what I felt.


My life had turned out to be a chaotic mess and I wondered what I had done to deserve all that. I was a good person or so I believed.

I smiled through the pain and thought to myself that everything was going to be okay. I did not believe that myself but I had to tell myself to keep going or I would be stuck in a loop with my past trying to set myself free...

DAWN.

Harry's POV.

People tended to believe that fate existed. How would someone believe that the world knew what was going to happen to them? Maybe it did not exist because everything that happened to is was a result of our own choices. Fate depended on the actions we took and the paths we took. I thought people who believed in Faye were stupid because how would you believe something like that? Or maybe it did exist I was just the one who got the bad things in life and I thought everyone was against me ,the world was out to get me.

FATE