//Iris//The Promised Neverland //ON HIATUS//

"Mom, had you loved us back?" Isabella looked back to the child, taken aback.

"Of course, Iri-"

"Then why?" the girl asked, tears welling up in her eye patch. "It can't all be lies, can it?"

Isabella crouches down into her height, cupping her face, as they stand directly in front of each other. The young lady attempted to wipe away her tears.

"I did and I still do. I-I'll always adore my children..." Despite her calm demeanor, her voice began to crack. She drew the younger girl into an embrace while the latter sobbed silently in her shoulder.

"I...miss you so terribly, mama," Iris says quietly. Isabelle let her go, confused. "I can tell you are slowly changing, possibly my perspective, since that day I discovered the truth. I assumed I'd never see the real you again."

"Goodbye Mama," Iris gave her a last hug. "Goodbye Grace Field House..." she says as she looks back into the house.

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Iris is one of Grace Field House's prodigies along with the eldest children. She has above-average observation and a talent for playing instruments. She also enjoys reading, particularly books by William Minerva.

A problem is, she doesn't talk to others frequently and hides her heterochromia eyes. But a secret lies behind it and it's sometimes a pain to deal with.
Her eyes could detect anything that moves within a 2-and-a-half-kilometer radius. She discovered this ability once she turned two years old. Every two years, it grows by half a kilometer.

After hearing the secrets of the orphanage, she decided to help them in her own way: that is finally putting eyes in use, albeit secretly.

Will she be able to escape with the others, or letting herself get shipped to meet her fate?

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