Stanley's expression darkened at Iris' words. "Is that how you see me?" he asked, hurt evident in his voice.
Iris, unwilling to engage further, pushed open the door to her room.
Once inside, she struggled to maintain her composure. Tears streamed down her face. The strength and calmness she displayed a moment ago was just a tough exterior she put up.
She closed her eyes. In that moment, her love and marriage died completely, leaving no chance for revival.
Outside, Stanley stood staring at the closed door for a long time. "You'll come back to me," he muttered to himself. He knew Iris' weakness. Even now, he still believed he had a chance.
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The next morning, around six o'clock, Jason sent Iris a message: [We're going back at seven.]
Iris had a restless night and only fell asleep in the morning. Her phone was on silent, so she missed the message.
By seven o'clock, Iris was nowhere to be seen, so Jason could only knock on her door.
Awoken by the knocking, Iris stumbled to open t
