Elizabeth

I was happy to be in Harry's arms again. He felt familiar to home. Yet, I had a nagging feeling that he wasn't my home. It was incessant. When Harry and I kissed, my subconscious told me I shouldn't kiss him. That was wrong. 

I was working on my presentation in the study room when the bell rang. His company had arrived. I spent more than an hour working on a perfect presentation in the study room. I stood up to get some water but realized he didn't keep any other than liquor. I ...