Harry's face paled as the tears started to role down your cheeks, the yelling stopped as well as the accusations. He took a few steps toward you, spewing out mumbled apologies. "I'm sorry, baby. I didn't mean it. It's over now, come on. Stop crying. Please. You know I hate seeing you cry. Please, baby. It's okay." Harry's hand hesitantly reached toward your face, wiping away the tears. "It's going to be okay, darling."

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