IRIS'S P.O.V.
"Nikolai?"
My voice felt like it came from somewhere else. A distant place. I could hear the slight whimpers, however.
"Nikolai, please."
"Iris."
My eyes immediately flew open, and I stood up, my chest slightly heaving as I turned. Nikolai was slowly walking back from me as he tucked a glass of wine away, his eyes filled with concern.
"Iris? Are you okay?"
I swallowed hard, my eyes meeting his. It felt surreal, especially with the things I knew now. He still didn't know that the same woman who had cast him aside was the one who had passed on the genetic heart disease that would out a short time stamp on his life, but it made me wonder if I had done something wrong. Something I deserved to be punished for by watching the only man I have ever loved continuously sufferin
