Iris Harris wiped the corner of her eye as she thought.
Walking home alone in the rain, sick and lonely, from a dark road really felt miserable.
But she didn't even have the right to blame Brandan Hyde.
He left her for Viola Harris; how could she even compare to Viola?
So, it was only natural for Brandan to leave her.
What right did she have to be sad and upset?
Iris pushed open the bedroom door and started running the hot water in the bathroom.
She was completely dazed, so weak that even breathing was difficult.
She could barely see clearly, one hand supporting herself on the sink, looking blankly at her own face in the mirror. It was no wonder Brandan was so surprised when he saw her; she looked just like a ghost now...
Iris curled her lips in a somewhat mocking smile, but suddenly her arm went limp, everything before her turned black, and she collapsed to the ground, losing consciousness.
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Brandan Hyde stood in the hall, irritably lighting a cigarette.
