After around ten minutes, Cane finally reached the top and when he finally came out from it, he found himself was in the attic and Iris was sitting on the corner.
The only light inside this attic came from the pale light of the moon out there, which filtered through the room from the small window, yet still, this place was too dark for Iris.
"Iris," Cane called her. He approached her carefully. He called her name several times until she lifted her head.
Tears streamed down her cheeks, her eyes were red because of crying so hard, but there was no sound came out of her mouth.
"Why are you here?" Cane asked gently. He caressed her head, but she flinched before finally she felt familiar with his touch and let him. "Let's go back."
Iris shook her head, more tears fell from her beautiful eyes.
"I can't…" she whispered hoarsely.
