Iris
I can’t believe what I’m seeing.
Arthur just went on live television and told the entire world about us. He finally did the one thing I’ve been begging him to do since… forever.
My hand flies to my arm, pinching the skin there until it hurts. Nope. Not dreaming.
This is definitely real.
“We need to get you home,” Ezra says, glancing at me in the rearview mirror. “Before people find out who you are and the paparazzi shows up.”
“But—coffee—” Alice gestures toward the cafe down the street.
“I’ll call you,” I promise, still dazed. “I need to… I need to deal with this.”
Alice nods, quickly climbing out of the car. She waves slightly, looking just as dumbfounded as I feel, and then Ezra is peeling away from the curb before I can blink. Miles looks up at me, c
