An Ill-Fated Love Affair (10)

For a little while, Iris bantered with Kyro over what he had done, but it didn't last long. Their conversation died down, and the reality of the situation reasserted itself.

Iris looked out the window at the passing city and the unfamiliar streets. She didn't know where they were going, but she knew where she wanted to go. Well, it was a bit of a stretch to say that she wanted it. More like needed.

"Sophie, I want to see my aunt."

It was better to get through with everything before there was enough time to process all of it. Iris was afraid that it would turn her into something less than a human. Even the stray thoughts about what Tyler had mentioned threatened to break the wall she had built around her mind and flood it with all the thousand meanings his words lead to that she didn't want to know.

"There's a problem with that. We don't know where she is," Sophie replied, turning back from the passenger seat with a frown. "She actually managed to lose our tracker."