IRIS
On Monday, Iris went to pick up Morgan from school. She had agreed to meet up with Bella at Milk and Teas after so much begging from the little girl to get her favorite Okinawa mix. But when they arrived at the place, somebody immediately pulled them into an inconspicuous corner.
“What is wrong with you?” she hissed irritably, holding Morgan’s hand tightly as she glared at Bella clawing her arm.
“What is wrong with you?” Bella asked back, pushing her phone in Iris’ direction.
Glancing at her best friend in confusion, Iris took the gadget and scanned through the screen. It did not take a brain cell for her to recognize that it was Cathy in the displayed photo. The woman was kissing Hunter on the cheek while his arms wrapped around her tiny waist. On the second slide was a sonogram
