Baby Iris

Baby Iris

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, Aug 29, 2024
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Lorenzo let out his anger on his innocent daughter, Iris. Iris an innocent teenager trying to please her father in every way. She did her best to stay out of his way trouble always found her. He treated her in the worst way ever and left her scared and traumatized. Now she flinches at sudden noises and at the sight of her father. What happens when his anger nearly kills his daughter? Will he be able to earn her forgiveness? How will he be able to take away her trauma and fear ? _________________________________________________________ A short story. I hope you will like it .
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