Father’s Consent

Iris's POV

I looked at my reflection once more in the mirror that stood in front of me, a strand of my hair was out of place, so I reached out for the brush lying motionlessly on the dressing table and brushed the hair to rhyme with the others. I sighed and put on some peach lipstick on my upper lips and smacked my lips together to even out the lipstick.

I sighed once more and did my favorite eyeliner, my hands shook as I did it and a smile curled at the corner of my lips as I subconsciously remembered the tip Anna have taught me on how to successfully do make-up without ending up murdering anyone around me out of frustration. My smile faded as I remembered the situation I was in.

'What a shame.' I murmured to myself.

Arthur moved on so easily and here I was finding it difficult to move on.

My phone vibrated, and I picked it up to see who sent me a message, turned out Kelvin was already outside waiting for me. I looked at my reflection one more time and dabbed my face with a bit of po