Alia's pov I held Harry’s jacket together tightly around me. I was still shaking, not as badly as before, but my body was deeply soaked, water still dripping from my clothes onto the car seat.“Sorry… I’m making a mess of your car,” I said weakly to Harry, my voice barely audible.“Alia, it’s fine,” he replied quickly, his eyes still fixed on the road. “I’ll drive faster so you can get home and change before you catch a cold.”“Thank you, Harry…” I whispered, closing my eyes slowly.Harry had called at the right time.I was still walking under the rain, confused, not knowing where I was going or what I was even doing, when my phone rang. It rang several times, but I didn’t pick up. When I finally did, it was Harry.I couldn’t even say anything to him.I just kept crying.Within minutes, his car had arrived to pick me up.I knew he had so many questions to ask me, but even till now, he hadn’t said a word about why I was walking under the rain like a stray cat.I didn’t even know how I
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