Iris stood by the window, her hair disheveled and eyes red from crying.

The room was a mess, a testament to her frustration and anger."What the hell is this?" Ryan demanded, looking around the room in disbelief.

Iris turned to face him, her expression cold and unyielding. "What do you care, Ryan? It's just a room, right? Just like I'm just a means to an end for you."

Ryan stepped closer, his frustration palpable. “Stop saying nonsense iris and come with me”.

“Nonsense”? Iris laughed ...