Introduction

"Anna.." Tears were burning against his skin and his cheeks were flushed as he's struggling to breath. Even though I knew what he already had to say, it still hurts. His mind had shifted to the work he put into my hands, massaging and squeezing gently.

"Just say it Harry...you need to anyways." He looked up to meet my eyes, his breathe was rugged and his eye were swollen but they had also shown something else. Pity.