#Chapter 201 – Unwelcome Visitor

My breath stops in my throat as I stare, wide eyed, at the man standing at the door, his hands sunk deep in his pockets, his face cold. That dark, slightly tousled hair - those piercing grey-blue eyes… Christian. Christian. He…he found me. Found us. Terror runs through me like a wild animal. Christian glances down at Daisy, who goes still, looking between us, sensing the tension. “Iris,” Christian says slowly, his voice low and steady. “Take a moment to pack your things. You’re coming with me.” Panic rises within me, my heart racing. I continue to just stare at him, the damp dishrag still clutched in my hand. “W-what?” I whisper. “You heard me,” Christian says, his eyes drifting over me from head to foot. “Pack. I’m here to take you home.” He takes a small step into my tiny house, softly closing the door behind him as if sealing our fate. “Mama,” Daisy whispers, afraid, and I got to one knee on instinct, opening my arms to her. My baby runs to me, wrapping her arms a