Chapter 129 A Strange Picture

IRIS' POV

I had paced my room so many times that I was beginning to memorize every inch of it.

From the window.

To the bed.

To the wardrobe.

Back to the door.

Again.

Again.

Again.

I let out a frustrated sigh and ran both hands through my still-damp hair.

"I can't do this."

The room sudden...

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