IRIS pov

Waking up the next morning with a smile on my face, i take a shower and put on a big white T-shirt with a pair of black leather trousers and black heeled boots. I apply my usual makeup and style my hair, putting on a Spritz of perfume before grabbing my backpack and rushing downstairs.

Seeing Bryson in the kitchen, with a cup of coffee in his hand and a plate of waffles beside him. I greet him a good morning with a huge smile, feeling completely energetic today.

Sitting down and about to stuff a waffle with syrup on it in my mouth, I hear a "why's...