Carlos was expecting another slap. This time he was ready for it but no slap came. Instead, Iris hugged him tightly. "Iris?" He whispered. Her face was hidden in his chest.
"You idiot I like you too." She mumbled in his chest
"What did you just say?" He asked again to make sure it was not a miscommunication and that he had heard her right. Did he hear her clearly or was his brain playing a cruel joke on him? "Can you repeat it?" He said desperately.
"I said I like you too. I always did." She raised her head and looked at him in the eye.
"Why did you not tell me?" Carlos asked impatiently. His dream was coming true. He was afraid that he was going to wake up and realize all of this was a beautiful dream.
"I can ask you the same question." Iris replied. Although she has figured out the reason she wanted to confirm it from her mouth.