HaruKohler

To Love a Broken Woman Scotland x Reader Chapter Eleven He was a man and men, he had once been told, were not supposed to feel helpless, but even knowing that could not force the sinking feeling from the pit of his stomach as he sat on the edge of his neatly made hotel bed watching _______ curled up underneath the white comforter. He wished he could snap his fingers and make her pain go away, but, unlike the characters in his little brother's fantasy novels, he wasn't magic, he couldn't help people with a point of a wand, or the muttering of a spell, he could only provide them with advice and unhealthy dosages of alcohol. The red head