#Chapter131

Kitchen

Iris' p.o.v.

"I'll get it." Megan said as she rose from her sitting position by my side to answer the door.

I briefly wiped my tears and rose to my feet also. Megan's mom tried to hold me down a bit but I passed her a weak smile and stood.

"My goodness Bonita.. how are you!? Where's your brother and Brooks junior?" A sopranic voice rang throughout the living room and I suspected it had to be their Aunt Laurel.

Soon, there was a clatter of voices. The exchange of pleasantries created a buzz of excitement throughout the room as everyone here was familiar with her, including Edward,...