"We went back."
William Moore handed his coat to Eddison and looked at Iris Harris's slightly flustered face, his eyes deepening, "Are you very scared?"
"I...I don't know how to say it." A hint of a bitter smile appeared on Iris Harris's face, "If he is considered a nightmare, I always thought this nightmare was over. But now..." he envelops me again.
It makes her uneasy.
William Moore walked over and gently held her hand, "With me here, don't be afraid."
His palm was warm, dispelling the fear in her heart.
Iris Harris lowered her head to look at their intertwined hands, a bit of a smile appeared on her pale face, "Mhm."
He's still the same as before, his presence brings her strength and eliminates all uneasiness.
*
Late night
Eddison walked into William Moore's bedroom.
The man wasn't asleep yet, observing something under a microscope.
"Young master, it's late."
Eddison went over and softly advised.
