22. Merill

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I went in first and Harry slammed the door behind him in a harsh way.
      “Who’s Darcy?”
      “Who is she?”
      “Why is she calling me Daddy?"
      “Why is she calling you Mommy?”
      “Tell me!”
      He bombarded me with questions that I couldn't even manage to answer. Tears fell down from his eyes, his fist was shaking in anger like he wanted to kill someone.
      “Do we have a child?”
      “Is Darcy our daughter?”
      “Tell me, Merill! Tell me!”
      I chocked back my tears as he rested one of his hands on the wall above my head, leaning closer to me, "Harry,"
      "Tell me or else I’ll punch this mirror!”
      "Harry, No!"
      "Who is she?" he yelled in anger.
      I gasped when he suddenly threw a punch against the mirror, just hanging right beside me.
      "Harry, you're hurting yourself!"
      “Answer me!”
      We locked eyes for a very long time that I almost gulp loudly.
      "Is she my daughter?”

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