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Third person p.o.v.
Iris sat in the back seat of the car in fresh new clothes and a slightly wet hair.
She had managed to have her bath some minutes ago and now they were preparing to leave.
While Hunter and a few of the others were having some discussions not so far from the vehicle, she sat completely quiet and zoned out of earth.
Her thoughts, very far away that from her face she looked like someone who was lost from reality.
What she had heard earlier still gave her cold feet, it felt like as each second passed the reality of realities dawned on her and all that kept pounding at the back of her mind was Louisa’s health.
She knew Louisa as still recovering from anemia and blood is being drawn from her?
Iris had never in her life thought that she could ever come across someone so wicked in her entire lifetime… and she had met Hunter.
That little girl never did anything to those cruel men, not even to swa
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