I sit in an armchair by the window, as far from the bed as possible without actually leaving the room. Arthur comes to stand beside me, and although his hand is warm on my shoulder, and the squeeze he gives me is as reassuring as ever, I hardly feel any of it.All I can do is keep thinking about tha
Iris“She’s been poisoned,” the doctor says, lifting up an empty cocktail glass with sapphire blue residue inside.My heart nearly stops. Poisoned? Who would poison Veronica?I glance at Arthur, whose face has gone pale. The crowd around us erupts into panicked whispers as the doctor leans closer to
“That sounds perfect for you,” I say, and I do mean it, even if it’s for selfish reasons. The further away she is, the better for us.“It is,” she agrees. Her eyes meet mine once more, and there’s a flash in them—whatever it is, it sets me off. I can’t quite put my finger on it, though. Does she kno
IrisThis Solstice event is far more extravagant than the public ones I attended as a child. It’s held at the estate of some wealthy Ordan family or another, overlooking the city far below the hill the mansion is positioned on. Rows upon rows of expensive sports cars line the pebbled driveway, and t
“You’re always spoiling me with these nice dresses,” I muse as I slip into the gown.My mother grins as she laces up the back. When it’s cinched in like that, especially with the voluminous skirt, it makes my waist look slender and perfectly curved.“I’ve got to make up for lost time. But… something
Iris“Hold still. I don’t want to burn you.”I make a face at my reflection in the vanity mirror but obey my mother’s command, stilling my fidgeting hands in my lap. We’re in my bedroom at my parents’ house, which has been transformed into a styling headquarters for the day.“Are you sure about this