Iris’s POV
Linda came and sat beside me. I was meant to cut the veggies but I was stabbing them trying to vent out my anger.
“Stop it already! You’re behaving like an impudent child!” She complained and I set my knife down on the chopping board.
“Really? Me? I am angry okay? How could he do this to me?” I asked frustrated.
She sighed and snatched the board from me. Resuming my activity, she gave me a skeptical look.
“It is hard to digest. Why don’t you try talking to him somewhere personally?” She asked and I bit my cheek inwardly.
“I don’t know… He was the one who confessed that.” I pointed out.
A part of me wanted to try but another was scared to be rejected twice. Moreover; there was no way I wanted to witness something that I shouldn’t.
“Girl! Not everything we hear or see is
