IRIS' P. O. V.
I stared at her with a blank look. Seemed like Blake wasn't the only one who had lost his mind. Probably it was a virus or something that had to do with isolating themselves from others. There was no way in hell the Witch knew what the heck she was saying. She knew my parents and she's my godmother? I scoffed on the inside. Yeah, right! She was nuts. I pulled my hand from her grasp and slowly shook my head.
"You don't know what you're saying, ma'am. You probably have me mixed up with someone else, probably another Iris you knew but definitely not me."
The Witch frowned slightly, her wrinkles becoming more evident. "What are you saying, dear? Of course I do not have you mixed up with someone else. You might be older, pale looking and thin but I recognize you. You have you
