"Cane, what is your next step?" Iris asked. She didn't want to talk about her father, thus she changed the topic. It felt so nice to cuddle with Cane while listening to his voice, as he patted her head. She didn't want to ruin this mood by bringing up her father.
"I am still thinking about that, there is nothing set yet." Cane caressed her earlobe and Iris immediately swatted his hand away without even thinking. Everything had crumbled. All of his plans, all of his schemes, all the fabrications that he made, everything was blown away because he failed to see Cyan's move.
He must start from scratch now. Just the thought of it gave him a headache, not to mention he only got three hours of sleep since yesterday and a few hours from now, the sun would set and the funeral would begin.
