Iris POV
After my encounter with the deranged Travis Rider in the corridor, I decided to head back to my room to rest up. Miss Eleanor had already excused me because she claimed that she had something important to do which I didn't ask about anyway. I was tired and exhausted. I needed time to think and clear my head. I felt bad too. Like really bad. Thinking about the kiss I shared with Leigh, honestly I liked it. No. I loved it, but I shouldn't. I shouldn't desire things that I know I cannot obtain because it would only lead to heart break and disappointment later on.
As I walked down the dimly lit hallway leading to the servants quarters, suddenly, a firm grip grasped my arms, pulling me sideways into the shadows. I gasped, caught off guard, as my back was pressed against the col
