#Chapter44
Harry-
A hiss of pain escaped my lips as the nurse wrapped the bandage around my fingers and over my knuckles. I had made the mistake of punching a wall earlier, I couldn't help it. I was angry and it was the only option I had other than Matt's face.
It should have been Matt's face.
/"Sorry sir/" Miranda apologized quickly, her short black hair falling to mask her face as she bowed her head to stare at my hand again. I grunted in response while she finished her job and left the hotel room. I pushed myself off the couch and ambled over to the balcony. I leaned onto the ledge, crossing my forearms over it to watch the sky. It was a lovely view. The night was utterly gorgeous but not what I was focused on. This used to be what I lived for, the hotels and city life, new fights every other night and girls of plenty. I didn't care for that now.
/"Harry.../"