#Chapter160

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Iris' p.o.v.

The ride became too quiet.

I knew there was silence before, but now it was just deathly.

And I didn't know how to react anymore. I just wanted to go home.

Not home to New York. Home to Saint Alamos. Home to my parents. Just Home, I needed that break. I fucking need it.

Hunter noticed the drift between us. It was obvious and it was heavy.

There was an unknown elephant in the car and neither of us knew what it was to talk about addressing it.

Mrs. Phoebe was dead.

That couldn't sink in.. It just cannot sink in.

All I did was leave...