Iris's P.O.V.-------  I was frozen.  A cold shiver ran down my spine that made me wonder if the blue flickers in my vision were actual works of imagination or a dramatic change in weather.  It seemed like time started to slow down. What should be seconds had become minutes.  I didn't know what to do. If you're shot, you should at least feel the pain. But I feel nothing except for the cold feet I've developed.  I can feel tiny trickles of liquid gliding down my back. Then again it could be my own sweat." Aarrrrgh!" A loud groan of pain reached my ears and only when I discovered it wasn't from my own lips did I accept that I wasn't shot.  That can only mean-I turned around so fast to see Hunter kneeling on the floor whilst gripping his ches

Someone loves you!.. you may not know, but there is always someone in secret who wishes they could take away all your pain. There's always someone who wants to be your friend.There's always someone who's willing to listen to all your burdens so you don't bear them alone.I can be that person if you want me to ❤️🖤I will always love you.. hit me up if you feel the need to talk.. 😚😚Now that all (not really all) is said and done.. Another update for you...Please do enjoy 😊😊🙂Iris's p.o.v.  A week after Hunter got back from the hospital.Two months since I started working as his secretary. It feels like a lifetime.  I was on my way back from work and decided to stop by a past

Iris's p.o.v.Thursday night and Hunter isn't back from work yet.It's actually been three days since I confronted him about the letter and ever since the motivation to bring it up again had just vanished.I softly tucked Louisa into bed and gathered her drawing supplies from her side to keep it on the night stand.It was already late at night and what had kept me up was proof reading a contract BellStone had sent to us.If I'm to presume it should be eleven pm or there about and when I picked up my cellphone to be sure, I was nearly correct.10:47pmA yawn escaped me before I could realize and that only made me aware of how exhausted I've been of recent.It even feels like I don't get enough sleep.I checked on Louie and used my hand to sweep away stray bangs of her hair that

The little girl came down from the white Mercedes.  Her smile wide as she tightened her grip on her backpack and inhaled the fresh air.  She had enjoyed nights of sleep in her mother's arms, where sometimes she was told bedtime stories or sang some of her favorite tunes and lullaby.But last night had been entirely different. There had been no need for lullabies or stories. She had slept so softly and she felt completely refreshed.  She couldn't miss the little affection she felt last night when he had returned from the bathroom after a quick shower and she pretended to be asleep.  He gently covered her small bodice and gave a light kiss to her temple.  She actually for once felt what her peers had described as the love of a father.  That was when her dream walls shattered and she had to face reality.

General p.o.v.  She hadn't eaten at all as the unease filled her stomach, leaving her mother quite anxious but mostly sad.Honestly, Louisa couldn't ignore the jabs of hurt and pain from advertising on her face when she saw Mr Hunter prepare and leave for work early this morning.At some point of trying to eat breakfast, her eyes pricked with tears on the embarrassment she would face when she goes to school with Edward driving her once again.Immediately, her food was discarded because Cheryn noticed it wasn't going to be touched.  Her mother sat across her and slowly yet sadly ate her cereal while she watched Louisa with fear in her eyes.  To be truthful, she had never seen her active and brave daughter so downcast and broken to the point of seeing it clearly through her glistening eyeballs.  She couldn't help but