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Iris POV Monday arrived so soon, and I was happy to start my classes. Despite going out on Friday and getting messages from Archer all Saturday and Sunday, I didn´t feel like going out or seeing him. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the gorgeous green ones of Matei, and I hated it. I hated that, with just one glance, he was taking away my sanity. I hate how much I have missed him; I hate how much I wanted to go there and give him a hug, smell him -because, let´s be honest, he must smell amazing- I hate everything about this… How close and how far we were from each other, how drawn I am to him, but at the same time how much pain I feel when I see him… I hate it, so much. I still remember us playing at my parent's wedding, and him promising me that someday we would dance like that, l