IRIS
When Lily’s eyes met mine, they lit up immediately.
“Iris! You came." The eagerness in her voice had me crossing the room in three steps, sinking onto the edge of her bed.
"Of course I came." I replied. She reached for me immediately and instinct took over and I moved closer only to freeze when a memory hit.
Don’t touch her. My body locked in fear of doing the wrong thing again. She needs you, Zorya said, firm and grounding.
I’m here,” I repeated, pushing past the feeling.
“I was looking for you,” she said, her voice still weak but determined/
“I know,” I whispered. Her gaze searched my face, small brows pulling together slightly.
“You’re okay,” she said. It was not a question. She was confirming it to herself now that I had come.
“I am,” I replied. “I’m okay.”
“Good,” she
