CHAPTER 11

Harley reached over to Hope's shoulders, bringing her closer to him as he hugged her to his chest. She resisted for a moment before giving into the hug, allowing her warm tears to drip onto his shirt. She wrapped her arms around his waist, burying herself further into his chest as she sobbed.

"What did I do wrong?" She whimpered a she kept her face in his chest. "What's wrong with me?"

"Nothing's wrong, Hope." He patted her head slowly as he gazed up at the sky, clenching his jaw as he had to say something, anything. "You know," he started as he cleared his throat, his heart picking up pace for a moment as his face flushed slightly. "I admire you a lot, Hope." He whispered and she remained quiet, still sobbing.

"But there's still something wrong with me." She whined to which he sighed to.