Iris continued, her voice breaking, "I... I've decided to leave France, and to work in the United States. I've already spoken with Mr. Hadid, and I'm leaving next Monday."
Theo's face turned pale instantly, his hands dropping the cutlery weakly. "Break up? Iris, why? And leave France?! Do you have any idea what are you talking about?"
Iris shook her head, her vision blurred with tears. "You know why, Theo. I'm in too much pain. I need time and space to heal, to escape all this. If I stay in France, the reporters won't leave me alone. I will still be chased and lose my job, and become the appendage of you."
Theo's heart was filled with pain and anger, but he knew Iris had made up her mind, and there was nothing he could do to change it.
"Next Monday... So, I'm the last to know we're breaking up, right?"
