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83| I Found My Mate.  

I'm a terrible person. How dare I? What is wrong with me? What is so desperately wrong with me?

I slept in the arms of another man when I was engaged to another. Harry and I fell asleep on the floor of my room last night with my head on his chest, his hand on my back, and each of our free hands clasped together.

I believe I was foolish enough to do such a thing. I immediately untangled myself from him and stood up. As I do so, he jerks awake with his dishevelled hair standing every which way and an aloof expression on his face.

"You need to get out. Now." I say in a no-nonsense tone, and his brows crease as he stands up from the ground.

"Good morning," he rasps in a husky voice. I fold my arms and tap on the floor with one of my feet insistently.

"Don't make me repeat myself again. You need to leave right now." I put on a firm look, and he nods his head, realising that he should stay in his lane.

"I hope you feel better than you did last night. And always remember that you're loved."
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