IRIS
I could not believe what I had told Ronan but I still smiled at myself when I got inside the house.
There was no escaping Phoebe. She was leaning against the kitchen counter and she watched me as I walked with the kind of knowing expression that made me want to hide under the table.
"What?" I asked.
"I didn't say anything." She said and I could see her mouth twitching. She was burning to say something, I could already tell.
"You're thinking something." I insisted. It was better if she just blasted me once and for all.
"Seriously, Iris." Phoebe's voice softened. "I'm happy for you. Whatever's going on between you two. I'm just glad because you're smiling again.” Her response was not what I had expected but I appreciated the encouragement.
The following day did not go as I had
