#Chapter 30: The Decision

Iris To my surprise, Arthur doesn’t reach out for the remainder of the week. I’m not entirely sure if he’s actually choosing to let me go or if he’s simply giving me space, but whatever it is, I’ll take it. In the meantime, I consider my living situation here in Ordan. Miles and I love it here, truly. Even just in the short amount of time that we’ve been here, Miles has been happier than ever. I’m already considering a nice school in our neighborhood, and city life suits us much more than the quiet, coastal life that Bo’Arrocan offers. If we stay, my art career might also thrive more than it ever did in Bo’Arrocan. Ordan has always been big on the arts, and there are a lot more opportunities here in general since it’s a bigger city. But of course, there’s the obvious: Arthur. Not only do I run the risk of seeing him while living here in Ordan—not just in person but also having to see his face plastered across every television, poster, and billboard—b