Chapter 20

After talking to Joseph, Harry became increasingly aware of just how despicable he had been in the past. Again and again, he scrolled through Samantha's social media, watching as she became more and more successful, as well as more and more attractive. The guilt Harry felt got so intense that it felt like he was going to explode. He wanted to explain himself. He wanted to tell her that he had woken up, that he no longer had anything to do with Lydia. Every day, Harry waited downstairs at Samantha's apartment building, longing for just one chance to speak to her. Rain was pouring down heavily, draping the whole city in a damp gloom. Harry was so soaked that his expensive suit was clinging to him. His hair was plastered messily to his forehead as he stood downstairs. He had been there for seven days in a row, waiting from morning till night, just to see her once. He didn't even know what exactly he was holding onto anymore. But he did know that he couldn't live without her now. "