Iris's p.o.v.Two hours later and I expect the wedding to already be over, possibly they're all jubilating at the reception that was to hold right outside the hall.And here I am, staring at my reflection in the little lake before me as I sat on the bench nearest to the edge." I'm meant to be happy now right? I mean I'm finally free?"I actually just asked myself that question because deep down, I feel like I may have taken a rash decision.I puffed out some air as the sun beat down on my slightly exposed skin in my dress, causing it to prickle just a bit.Looking off into a distance and saw some birds take flight from a tree like they had been disturbed. Forming curving lines against the clear blue sky as they flew.I had to squint my eyes to watch them as the heat of the sun wasn't entirely friendly.I was done

Iris's p.o.v.—————  Exhausted? Yes, you got that right.  It took a total of thirty minutes to get washed up and tucked into bed.  Louie was already asleep by the time I got home, so that made the job of resting a whole lot easier.  I had just turned out the lights in the room and tried to get comfortable when I had an itchy feeling in my throat and realized that I was thirsty.Trust your body to bring up needs at the wrong moment.I tried to ignore the feeling for a while, thinking I could sleep. But after a few minutes, the itching grew worse.  With an annoyed groan, I switched on the lights and dragged myself off my bed before heading for the door.   Making sure to turn around and check on Louisa once again, I opened the door a tad bit too slowly t

  Hunter's p.o.v " And yesterday can be classified as a bad Friday for the McConnell family as hours after the wedding disruption, the personal residence of the very own son of The Mr McConnell was brought down to the ground in ashes, sometime between eleven pm to twelve AM.   According to the phone calls gotten by the police from Mr McConnell himself, he says everyone is safe and doing well except for a missing child who goes by the name Louisa Shawn. Five years of age.   The police have vowed to bring the perpetrators to justice, but if anyone spots this little girl anywhere kindly keep her safe and or report to the nearest security body"  The newscaster keeps on speaking as an image of Louisa that was emailed to the police this morning appears on the screen.

Iris's p.o.v." I'll get it" Megan says as she rises from her sitting position by my side to answer the door.  I briefly wiped my tears and rose to my feet also. Megan's mom tried to hold me down a bit but I passed her a weak smile and stood." My goodness Bonita.. how are you!? Where's your brother and Brooks junior?" A sopranic voice rang through out the living room and I suspected it had to be their aunt Laurel.  Soon, there was a clatter of voices. The exchange of pleasantries created a buzz of excitement through out the room as everyone here was familiar with her, including Edward, Cheryn, Claudette, Guillermo and Jenny.Perks of living with Hunter.  The rest of the family appeared jovially, with bright smiles on their faces out of their various locations to come welcome their sister/aunt. I think she came with her husb

Third person p.o.v.  He stood by the door and watched his Aunts' and Uncles' drive away in the cold, starry night.  If asked, he's actually against them leaving this late because of recent events. But then he said nothing, since he wasn't asked.  In fact, he had said nothing at all through out the day except he was asked a question. Oh, and when he wanted to talk to Iris.  He didn't blame her for not wanting to speak to him, he didn't even want to speak with himself. Right now he felt like the most stupid jerk Earth had ever created.  And his Dad had no problems with treating him that way.  Mr McConnell was the first to come off the porch and step inside the house while the rest stood outside, exchanging tiny chitchats.  He really disproved of their choice of location to engage in a conversation bu