Iris was sitting on the carpet of her bedroom while she was cleaning all of her favorite guns. It has a different size, different ranges, and different impacts. Her eyes were dull while she was staring at nowhere but her hands were busy cleaning a specific handgun. The door opened as Victoria entered. Then, she sat beside Iris and admired the guns without touching them.
"So, the engagement is tonight." She grinned.
"Hardin better not fuck anyone there." She mumbled harshly.
"Oh," Victoria sighed. "I am sure that he won't. What are you worrying about? I am sure that you don't worry about Hardin fucking anyone because you haven't felt any love toward him. Maybe you are a little~~" Victoria wanted to know what she entirely felt toward her fiance since Iris was good at hiding emotions.