ROSA

I looked back to catch a glimpse of Harry, but he was out of view. I breathed deeply, putting the seat belt over my shoulder. At least I tried my best to ignore him at the hospital.

I turned back to look at the agitated Gerald who was driving. His hand clutched the steering wheel tightly, while his jaw was clenched. He seemed to have been riled up by Harry's presence. He was always riled up by his presence.

"Is everything alright.... Gerald?" Gerald barely nodded in response, without sparing me a look. His grip on the steering wheel hardened and I noticed his legs had begun shaking and...