Chapter 62

Ana was looking at his face.

"You could have told me. You could have told me everything about what happened that day, but you didn't. You kept me astray and I kept thinking what I was thinking in my heart. I wish I had known, I would never have done what I did. I would not have treated you like this."

She was regretting now, but the one who wanted to listen was not listening, rather he was lying unconscious.

"Get up, it's already late! I have a lot to talk to you about. There's a lot to ask. Get up quickly so I can know it all."

She was talking to him as if he was a five-year-old child and lied to sleep with his eyes closed to avoid going to school. She would have tried every tactic if her patience was less, but nothing was making a difference. Nothing was happening by talking, humming, or praying. And on the other hand, she was wondering where Harry would be and when he would come. No one would have known. Or he must have found that device. There were a thousand questions in her m