Harry
It's been a few weeks since Louis but god that anger last forever. I wasn't here to protect her.
I am so pissed off at Louis. He put his hands on my wife. She was in bed looking very pale and ill. She looks like she's seen a ghost. The TV was on but she wasn't watching whatever I put on.
"Alright Emma you have to get up." I said as she groaned.
"Baby I know what happened to you but you at least have to eat." I said as she looked at me.
Her eyes are now dull and painful to look into them. I pulled her into me. I held her as I kissed the top of head. She wrapped her arms around me as I smiled a bit.
At least she wasn't completely distant. I looked down. She pecked my lips getting up. She had a limp at first but it's gone now. I felt my heart break.
He hurt her.
She headed down
