Harry's pov

I alighted from my car, finally going to see Anna who claims to be my wife. It still sounds funny to me that Anna was playing her tricks again. I just had to see her since Carol had convinced me repeatedly that I had nothing to lose if I see her. So here I am.

I get weird glances from the nurses and some patients who walked past me.

"That's Harry Styles. His wife died recently. What a pity." Some murmured as I entered into the hospital but I paid no attention it ...