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I woke up feeling tired. Two weeks have gone by and barely anything changed. I have little to none sleep at night, I work more than ever and I spend no time home. Violet don't speak, she just answers yes or no to the question people ask her. She barely eats, she doesn't sleep, she cries all the time. I think she has not had a shower in these two weeks, I don't want to be rude but she smells.
                          
I push everything aside. I stretch my body and look at my phone. I sigh because today is Sunday which means I don't work. I grab my gym stuff and go for my work out. I have been working out a lot recently; I found it a way to release my frustrations.
                          
When I turn to look at Violet I see that her eyes are open. She stares at the same spot on the wall she is been staring at for the last two weeks. I sigh and left without even exchanging a word.
                          
I follow my usual routine at the gym but I add a few punches to the boxing bag. Those punches relieve a hell of a lot of pain and frustration out of my body.
                          
Afterwards, I am sweating heavily and my body feels tired and relieved. I walk to my room passing Violet's art room. I stood outside glazing at the door. I sigh and pull the door open. Nothing has changed or being moved in the room for the last two weeks. I didn't even allow the maid to clean the room. It didn't felt right.
                          
I sighed once again before closing the door behind me. I made my way into the room, Violet stood in the same position that she was before. I took fresh clothes from the wardrobe before going into the bathroom to take a shower.
                          
I tried to relax my body under the water and I barely did. But then I started to cry. This has become my routine for the last two weeks. I fake that I am strong and okay to everyone and when I am alone I broke down.
                          
I was growing way too frustrated with this. I want my Violet back; I can't stand seeing her like that. I want to see her smile again; I want to kiss her again. I cry because I know that will never happen.
                          
I finish on the shower before drying myself with a towel. I get dressed in comfortable clothes and make my way to the kitchen for breakfast. Marine gives me a pity look and serves me the food. Robert steps in not long after me. Marine places food for him too and he thanks her before digging into it.
                          
Robert glaze at me during the whole breakfast while I try to ignore him faking interest in an article on the newspaper. It has been like that for two weeks and he knows better than to try to start conversation. He and Marine converse but I block them out. 
                          
After I am finished with breakfast, I disappear into my office. I read the paper I have already read a few times, check my e-mails and read through articles about miscarriage. I have been doing that a lot lately.
                          
"Harry, can I have a word with you?" Robert's voice pulls me from my thoughts.
                          
"Yes, take a seat." I say.
                          
He nods and sits down in front of me. I close my computer and stare at him.
                          
"Harry what are you doing?" He asks.
                          
"I was going through some e-mails." I lie.
                          
"I was not talking about that! God I am talking about you, Violet and your relationship!" Robert says annoyed.
                          
"Nothing. Everything is okay." I lie again.
                          
"Shit that is okay!" He shouts surprising me. "You are doing exactly what Maggie and I did! You are letting her go! You are letting her depression take over! You are letting yourself go!"
                          
"What do you want me to do huh?" I shout.
                          
"Something!" He shouts back. "Stop working to distract you, stop working out till it hurts and stop crying on the shower!"
                          
"I don't cry on the shower!" I lie.
                          
"You do! I did the same." He admits. "Now go and make Violet come back!"
                          
"I can't!" I say on the verge of crying.
                          
"Harry I know you are strong and she needs you now! So go and tell her what she needs to hear." He tells.
                          
"And that is?" I ask.
                          
"Anything that comes into your mind. Anything you have wanted to say those last few weeks." He says. "But do it NOW! It's now or never. If you don't it could be too late, hear me what I am saying because I know it firsthand. I am not letting you make the same mistakes I did."
                          
"Okay, okay, I will go." I say.
                          
I walk to the door but before I step out Robert pulls me into a hug. He wishes me good luck before letting me go.
                          
I step out of the office before breathing in and out. I go to our bedroom and pull the door open harshly. Violet barely flinches at the sound. I walk to the window and pull open the blinds making the sunlight enter the room.
                          
Violet groans and moves into the other side of the bed to block the light. I grab the bed sheets and pull them off.
                          
"Why did you do that for?" Violet shouts.
                          
"You get up right now." I shout back.
                          
She gives me a killer gaze and lays on the bed still. She ignores me and I grab her ankle to push her towards me.
                          
"What the fuck are you doing?" She shouts at me.
                          
"I say you get up!" I shout.
                          
"I don't want to!" She screams.
                          
"Well you have to. You have been there for two weeks!" I scroll at her.
                          
"Let me be!" She says.
                          
"Stop!" I shout at her. "I understand you hurting but you need to get up and move on!"
                          
"Move on? I just lost my baby!" She shouts. "You don't understand shit!"
                          
"You think you are the only one who lost something?" I ask. "Guess what I did too!"
                          
"No you didn't!" She says. "You can't even shed a tear for god shake!"
                          
"I cry and I hurt too!" I shout. 
                          
"Sure, you don't even want kids! She shouts. "You must be so happy that I lost the child!" 
                          


                          
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A/N: Oh no she didn't just say that :o Hope you are not too harsh on Violet because of what she said to Harry :(
                          
I know I am making really sad chapters atm but I can't wait for them to be over so we can go back to happy moments!
                          
Spain won the Eurobasket cup haha I am so excited for that, sorry to the Lithuanian readers :/ your team did great as well xx
                          
PS: gif of Harry working out cause why not?