Iris And for weeks, I lived in complete fear; I jerked at any noise. I stayed in my room until Ian came back to find me. I ate downstairs in the dining room only when Ian was back.  I didn’t know when my life had become this; this wasn’t the life I had planned for myself after Isak! I cry myself to sleep most days!  “I’m fine, Tracy. I promise you, I hope you’re good too...Thank you for calling.”I waited till the line disconnected. Ian and my friends had become my only solace this past week.  And on impulse, I decided to leave my room today without waiting for Ian since I had watched him leave for work this morning. I was still scared to step outside, so I indulged myself in walking around the mansion.  I went to study, jus

IanAre you okay? I asked when we finally walked into the house by midnight. I could see how stressed and tired she was, and it broke my heart.She turned without saying a word and wrapped her arms around me. My precious! Precious, Iris! She was so special to me.“I’m just so tired, Ian! So tired!” She whispered tiredly in my arms. And I held her close but was careful because of how delicate she was.“I’m sorry that you had to witness that! I kissed her forehead and saw her muzzle close just the way she always does whenever she is comfortable.“It’s fine; she’s just an old woman! What did you expect?Her innocency was what amazed him at times—the way she acts and speaks. Even when it wasn’t her fault.“You’re precious to me, Iris. So precious! I watched her place a kiss on my lips, then smiled. “Thank you, Ian, for this wonderful night." And what she doesn’t know is that she could have this night all her life if that was going to make her happy.“Let me go and freshen up,” she announ

Isak I stood by the door and watched her pick at her food. For weeks, she had been this way——sitting and allowinglife to life to pass by her.  Like she was seeing anyone else in the world but her in it,it, but that wasn’t what bothers me. What bothers me isis the reason she was here——back at his house.   When she doesn’t have any reason to return,return, and after that night...... I shrieked back, just atat the thought!  Just by the thought of that man!! Nobody has ever succeeded inin makingmaking me that scared before!  “Why are you standing there like that? Do you care to eatt? Isakt? Isak” Iris' voice distracted me from my thoughts as I looked to find her watching him.  “I don’t care for

IrisI put on the heavy silver necklace that Isak had gifted me! The heaviness felt as if my throat was going to fall out! And he had forced me into a skimpy dress just to satisfy his lustful desire.I stared angrily at my own reflection and hated myself! He had dolled me up just as a trophy; that was all I was to him.But this was the life I had chosen! The painful, controlling life that I’ve settled for! I gripped the golden candle flame and angrily smashed it against the mirror.I felt disgusted with my look; I never wanted to see myself again. I was looking like a stupid whore!! I stood there as I angrily stared at the broken mirror.“So much anger!” I snapped at the sound of his voice and turned to find Isak standing by the door. “It doesn’t suit you at all! You don't have to give in to that kind of emotion,” he said, shaking his head in pity as he approached me. “You look fat! He stopped as he scanned my body with his lustful eyes, and despite being my husband, I felt my skin

IrisI became a prisoner in my own home. Isak had given me a strict order to remain indoors, and the greatest pain of all was that my assets were seized.My only great source of happiness was taken away from me, and there wasn’t any way to contact Brain or Tracy. I just wallow in sadness and boredom every day.The only way to remain sane was to entertain myself with news before, but today, as I make it down the stairs,in my loose gown and messy buns.I didn’t feel like sitting in front of the television today. I made my way to the dining room to get breakfast, only to find Isak seated there with his paper and reading glasses.After the last scandal in the papers, I have avoided it like a plague. The morning after the dinner party, I had gone through the papers to see most of my pictures.The press called me a bad wife at some point and wondered why I could be so mean to my husband.Then they asked questions about whether I had repented and why a good man like Isak was still with me.