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HARPER

“You didn’t takeyour medicine today?” Michael booms, a mixture of panic and fury on his face. “What the fuck were you THINKING?”

It’s the first time he’s raised his voice to me, and alarm bells blare loudly in the back of my brain.

He’s always too concerned about my health, but somehow the fear for my well-being has turned to anger.

Tears prick at my eyes and I gasp, shocked at his outburst. “I’m sorry. I forgot—I’ll take them right now.”

“Do you want to get sick?” he yells, his face red and flustered. “Do you want to leave me all alone? Is that what you want?”

He’s not making sense.

“Of course, I don’t,” I sob, hurt. “I’m sorry. I truly forgot. I’ll take them now.”

He tosses the pill bottle at me and watches as I pop the pills into my mouth. I swallow them down dry as tears run down my cheeks, and he huffs. “I think you knew, deep down. But you pretended to forget.”

Alarm bells shriek louder, and I cry harder, confused and devastated at his words. “Of course not,” I sniffle.

He’s all I have, and I’ve made him mad.

I upset him, and I have no one else.

“I just want you to stay healthy,” he assures me as he pulls me into his arms. I shake in his hold, utterly terrified of his accusation.

This isn’t normal, right?

This isn’t how people in love talk to each other.

“I care about you,” he says, pressing a kiss to my forehead. “Don’t cry, Harper. You know how that makes me feel.”

His words make my stomach churn.

“We’re all we have,” he sighs. “We have to take care of each other, alright?”

“Maybe I should go back to the doctor,” I sniff. “See if there’s a different type of medicine for me.”

His arms grip me tighter. “We’ve had this conversation. It would be a waste of time to go back. These are the best ones for you.”

But I should have fought him harder.

I should have…

I wake up screaming,flinging the blankets off me and sitting up straight. The sun shines in through the curtains, illuminating the room, and it takes me a moment to remember where I am.

Michael’s not here.

And he’s also agoddamn liar.

I grit my teeth, recalling our conversations and all the red flags I ignored.

The way he would build me up for weeks, then tear me down in one day, leaving me in tears for not feeling good enough.

And those stupid pills…

What the hell were they?

Why didn’t I question it more?

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