Harry’s POV.
As soon as I heard the sound of clashing and the noise of car brakes, my heart sank. “Kaira! What is going on there? Where the hell are you? For heaven’s sake say something!”, I kicked the stool in frustration.
I kept calling but there was no response. It was like my whole world was falling apart, brick by brick. I called Gerald but he was not answering either. I knew something was off, my skin developed goosebumps.
I landed in Dubai last night after all efforts to reach Kaira were unsuccessful. I grew tired of waiting for her to return my calls. My heart yearned for her and it couldn’t concentrate on work.
All I had of Kaira was her photos and updates from her trip. I was jealous and I needed to know why she didn’t miss me as much as I missed her.
“Was I too harsh?
