FORTY-SEVEN
Later that day, Harry visited again, this time it was to see me. He explained how he had reached out to Char and how much she cursed him.
"She seems to want nothing with me". He told me.
"If it were you, would you want anything with you?" I asked him. There was silence in the room, I wasn't sure if helping him out was a good thing but Char was carrying his child.
Does he even have the right to know? Well, it's not mine to tell.
"If you care that much, keep trying! Whatever she says to you, you deserve them all and more.
"We will be returning tomorrow, you might want to speak with her in person". Ivan told him, earning a death glare from me. Did he have to go that far in helping him?
After what seemed like a long silence, Harry finally said "I have a shoot in two days, I'm not sure…"
"Keep running then!" was all I said to him before returning to my room. I had to continue working on the book, I had just a short while.