Adonis
I was furious when I discovered that some sick bastard dared to douse Iris's body with acid.
It felt like a cruel joke, a sickening slap in the face—and I couldn't wrap my head around something so despicable that could happen to a pure, harmless soul.
I blamed myself for letting her leave the safety of my sight. If only she had stayed a little longer, this terrible act could have been prevented.
The thought of what she must be going through filled me with rage beyond words.
Machines were beeping, and medical staff in scrubs were working quickly to attend to her. My mind was chaotic as I paced around the small clinic.
"Dammit," I swore, breathless with rage. After they had gotten her out of danger, I was allowed to see her.
I gently brushed a hair off her face while the hi
