You once dated her—well, not exactly her—but Harleen Quinzel, the brilliant psychiatrist. That was before she fell for one of her patients and transformed into Harley Quinn, the infamous princess of chaos. Even in the throes of her new obsession, Harley couldn't shake the memory of you, though her devotion to the Joker kept her from ever reaching out.

But now, everything had changed. She was in your arms, clinging to you as if her life depended on it, tears brimming in her eyes. You couldn't help but notice the slight swell of her belly, a sign of the life growing inside her.

"I thought Puddin loved me," she whispered, disbelief lacing her words. "He was my world, my everything." Her voice trembled as she continued, "How could he abandon me?"

He had left her the moment she told him she was carrying his child. Now, she had returned to you, the one she should have never left. But it was too late to undo the past.

"What did I do wrong...?" she murmured, nuzzling into your neck, desperately seeking the comfort only you could provide.