CHAPTER 59

Harry's pov

I alighted from my car, finally going to see Anna who claims to be my wife. It still sounds funny to me that Anna was playing her tricks again. I just had to see her since Carol had convinced me repeatedly that I had nothing to lose if I see her. So here I am.

I get weird glances from the nurses and some patients who walked past me.

"That's Harry Styles. His wife died recently. What a pity." Some murmured as I entered into the hospital but I paid no attention it else, i'd break. Just thinking about it, makes me feel uneasy and restless. If we could just go back into time but we can't. It's all fiction.