Wasted Tears.

Quinn was pushed. She never thought Harrison could say something like that to her.

Did he hit his head somewhere? Or did he just forget about everything they shared in Los Angeles?

When they accidentally met themselves together in bed, it was totally an accident. She knew. He knew, too. She wondered why he acted like it was her fault, or she had planned it.

"Harrison Fitzgerald, you are not the person I used to know back in Los Angeles. You, you have changed to someone worse than the devil! Even the devil will see you and be afraid. How could you call me a cheat and a slut?" She broke out, her eyes widening as it reddened due to how long she had been crying.

"You knew that when we first met, it was totally an accident. Heck, you were even drunk! Why are you accusing me? I paid you money to shut up? Wow, really now? I didn't want to get involved with you, and I didn't pay you just because I cheated on anyone, I was more than single!" She said, breathing heavily.

"Harrison, I never wan