Gerald’s POV.
It’s been two days and my eyes haven’t dimmed without the last memory of those clashes. How my ice cream fell and how the driver got out of his car after hitting her still laid fresh in my mind.
I could barely think about work or anything. Seeing Harrison worry about her was more depressing. I wished it was reversible.
Harrison would at every opportunity indirectly blame me for all this. He didn’t have to say it for me to know. “Kaira please, open your eyes “, I whispered as I leaned on the transparent door.
Harrison grabbed the doorknob from inside and bashed out in a hurry almost tramping on me. “Where is the doctor?”, he asked a nurse. I was confused as I walked behind him clueless.
I kept asking what the matter was but all I got was total silence. As soon as he
