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"Iris," he said softly, "Turn around." At the sound of his voice Iris had taken an immediate*step back. Ash was sure his life was going to crumble. He'd never felt so rejected.*He never wanted to hear her say no. "Ash, what are you doing here?" Iris softly whispered. She dropped her head to stare down between her feet and pulled her shirt closed. She was hiding herself - from him. He got the sudden urge to fall to his knees. She should never, ever have to feel like she had to hide from escort izmit him. He was torn*between wanting to love her and doing the right thing. What was the right thing anyway? Doing what your heart most desires or, was it living through a hell of a life you thought was forever? Ash screamed at his heart for betraying him, how dare it fall for someone who wasn't his wife. He had taken a few steps towards her to close the gap between them, just to have her take another izmit escort two steps back. "I came to see you," he challenged her by filling the gap again. "I'm not allowed to come see you anymore?" Iris lifted her chin up and crossed her arms across her chest. He loved when she pretended that she was*stubborn, stubborn was cute on her. He backed her up into the apartment and slowly shut the door behind him. "Iris, do you want me to leave?" Iris didn't izmit kendi evi olan escort know what to say to this. She knew what she should have said but that wasn't what she wanted. She sometimes wished he'd just leave and not come back. She hated thinking about what this...thing could do to his family and from the looks of it she was pretty sure that Ash didn't care at all, or maybe he was fighting the same battle with his heart as she was. He was impossible to read and that really irritated her. No matter how hurt she'd be if he walked away, she was sure she could live*through*it. There was nothing she wanted more than for him to be happy, even if she had to risk her own happiness to get it. She reached her hand out to touch him but decided against it.