Chapter 23

I woke up to the sound of pounding on the door. I didn’t know what time it was, and I couldn’t even check because my phone was off.

I felt groggy and tired, and as the pounding stopped, I made to go back to sleep. But it started again. I sighed and got out of bed. At least I was decent because I don’t think I would have mustered the energy to get dressed.

I walked to the door, and I was about to open it; McStupid at the door decided to point it again. Fuck, I didn’t have enough money to pay for a door if this one got broken.

“Take a chill pill, oh my God,” I muttered, hopefully, loud enough for them to hear.

I finally swung the door open, and I was tempted to close it back. It was Harry. I was mad at him. And quite honestly, I couldn’t say why.

“Iris, don’t you ever do that again. Do you know how worried I was?” he asked.

At that moment, I felt kind of detached. So, I shrugged. I kn