Iris’s POV
We stayed like that for a while.
Just standing in the middle of the living room like the night had not just tried to unravel everything around me. Marcus held me close, his hand moving slowly along my back in a way that to soothed me and settled me at least on the surface.
I pulled back first, brushing a hand lightly over his chest as I stepped away. “I should change,” I said softly. “I feel like I’ve been in this all day.”
Marcus smiled, relaxed now, the tension from earlier completely gone from his face. “Yeah, go ahead. I’ll lock up.”
I nodded and turned toward the bedroom, my steps steady even though my thoughts were anything but.
The second I closed the door behind me, I let out a breath I didn’t realize I had been holding.
My reflection stared back at me from the mi
