Harry peeked at the small glass window on the door. Reign was seated on her bed while facing the wall. She was moving her body backward and forward while her arms were pinned on both sides.
Harry's brows knitted in worry. Instead of anger and annoyance, he felt a bit of pity. He never imagined Reign would end up like this.
Harry faintly sighed then, he mumbled
"You're so pitiful, Reign."
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Harry immediately went to the psychiatric hospital where Reign was isolated. He was called to check on her as Reign kept on calling his name. She was like a little kid throwing tantrums which caused headaches to the staff and nurses there.
Harry drove as fast as he could towards the hospital and immediately ran inside as he arrived at the location.
As he got closer and closer to Reign's room, he gradually heard an echoing scream. No doubt, it was Reign's.
