Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28412230-20170424155034/@comment-28412230-20170524174020

''Harvard glanced his gaze onto his fiancé, mentally cursing to himself that the children had to spoil the moment. Immediately, his gaze shot back Elizabeth, his arms remaining folded, which spoke a multitude of emotions.''

"Ma'am," he began, his voice sharing the uncanny tranquility despite the unwarranted tension between the two, "If I were lying to you, I would've said I'm not ruining his life. I-I'm aware I am..."

''The ombre exhaled sadly, his glance shooting down to the pavement once more. It seemed obvious that this woman wasn't going to back down so easily, and there was nothing that could-''

No... he thought to himself.

This time, he is not going to give in that easy.

''Unexpectedly, Harvard's gaze hardened, shooting back at the woman. His gaze looked as if a child would cry at, and anything that lived would wilt and burn. He blinked, curling his hands into fists out of anger, obviously having no intentions to hurt a pregnant woman out of spite. That would just seem rude.''

"You know what," Harvard spoke once more, this time his voice having a harsh, venomous intensity to it as if it were the incident with Liam all over again, "If Leon didn't have a sheltered life, he wouldn't act the way he is now. Shit happens, lady, and there was nothing we could've done."

''Eventually, Harvard looked as if he were to explode into rage. As much as he wanted to keep calm in the situation, as much as he wanted to make a peace treaty with Elizabeth, he couldn't. His patience was being played.''

He had had enough.

"It isn't my fault," the ombre spoke, finally pulling up his pant leg to reveal the metallic prosthetic leg that was attached on him, "Do you think I did this to myself? No. Collie did this to me. All because he ran a red light."

At this point, his voice was on the verge of breaking down, but with a horrible mix of anger and distaste, and was loud enough that's the small, quiet neighborhood could hear him.

''"It's all Collie's fault! I know it is!" he bellowed, his arms swing from it's gold before he approached the woman to the face, a visible grimace staining his face, "Now, I suggest thinking before you speak, lady, because you don't know a damn thing what me and Leon had gone through."''