Chapter 532 The Letter
- Iris Coke wrapped her arms around Marc Egerton’s neck and kissed him deep and tender. After a long while, she breathed against his lips and whispered, “Honey, am I pretty?”
- Marc felt light as air, like he was drifting through a dream. He blinked and stammered, “Pretty… pretty enough to make bubbles.”
- Iris smiled softly, then tears slid down her cheeks. Her voice turned fragile. “Will you remember me?”