Iris exhaled a deep breath and tore her eyes away from the book she was reading, and glanced outside her bedroom window.
The tree outside was swaying in the wind breeze and its leaves were getting a shower as the rain pitter-patter like it was teasing everything in sight as if the rain could not decide if it wanted to drench things or just sprinkled them.
Iris looked at the tree with a pang of sadness in her heart. It's been two days since Calixto came back from wherever he went but she hadn't met her except for the time that she had invited him into the house since he was no longer the owner of the mansion, he needed the invitation to enter.
Right after she invited him inside, he gave her the order to go back to her room and take a rest because she was looking pale. Of course, she was looking pale. The nurse just took another bag of blood from her.