Chaos

Xander's POV

Startled, Iris shuffles and stands on her feet, she is frightened and confused, and then her eyes zeros on me, her confusion, intensifies and then something snapped and she looked at me with worried eyes and concern.

So many emotions in just a few seconds and I am failing to understand the reason for any one of them, except the shock she got from my stupidity.

Looking at her, frightened, now I feel guilty for my irrational action.

I want to apologize but a part of me is justifying my action.

A part of me is proud, that he broke her dream. "Are you okay?"

The question should have come out of my lips, but hearing her from me, confused.

Did she hit her head?

I looked at her with creases and that seems to amplify the worry lines on her face.

In no time she rounds her desk and is now standing in front of me.

Her eyes filled with so much concern as if she is just on the verge of crying.

"Ms. Brooke. I should be the one asking this question. " I tell her.

She furrows