Iris's POV
"You're serious?"
Rafael stepped back a few steps away.
“Yeah.” My voice came out quieter than I wanted. “I’ve been here too long, Rafael. You're... everything, but this was never supposed to be permanent. My dad’s asking and the house is empty. I need to go see if there’s anything left to fix with him.”
He dragged a hand over his mouth, still staring at me. The heat in his eyes hadn’t gone anywhere, but something heavier sat under it now.
"So you're really leaving?" He asked again.
"I'm sorry," I got down from the desk. "I have too. At least it would not make things weird. I've been here for too long and people might start asking."
He walked back to me slowly. One hand came up and brushed my hair away from my face, fingers trailing down to my jaw. He tilted my chin up
