That night, Iris lay lazily on her new sectional sofa. All the furniture errands were finally done. Now the apartment felt so much more alive.
She was exhausted after handling everything. Her initial plan was to rest for a moment, but the longer she stayed, the sleepier she became. Her eyes drifted shut without warning.
Archer came home late that night after work and a quick stop at the supermarket.
The moment he stepped inside, he was greeted by an entirely new sight.
The new furniture had been perfectly arranged to suit the space. Everything fit just right. It pleased him more than he expected. Had Iris done all this?
He found her curled up fast asleep on the sofa and walked toward her quietly. He set his grocery bags down with care before taking a seat beside her.
Iris didn’t stir
