Angel

Iris's POV

I stood at the door.

While Xander paced around the office angrily.

Before, I came with the thought to calm him down, but now I have no clue, how.

Calming Xander was not something that I don know. Of anything for him, my mere presence was enough to calm him down.

But there is a difference between this Xander and the Xander I knew. They are the same person, but still different for me.

At last, I was enough for Xander to calm down, because I meant the world to him, he may be been chaos for the world, but he felt calm in my arms. I was his sanctuary, where he felt surrounded by serenity.

But this Xander is Alexander Russo, to him, I am a challenge or a stranger, I don't know. But what I am sure of is, I am not the person who knows, how to calm him down.

My once confident steps are now frozen and hesitant.

I am debating if I should stay or leave until he has calmed himself.

I was still debating looking between him and the door when I flinched at the so