' Some People Are Meant To Fall In Love With Each Other, But Not Meant To Be Together.' Carver. The son of a Criminal. Iris. The shut in. I cant. Iris never did do well with strangers. Comfort him. She reminded herself. She thought for a moment before she lifted her hand, and covered his eyes. 'see no evil' she muttered. Wow. Carver was shocked at first, nearly even pushing away her hand. It was only when she spoke that he realised. Evil. My Dad. Not knowing what else to do, Carver repeated the action, swiftly lifting his hand and covering her eyes too. 'If I'm not allowed to see it. Neither are you.' He said. Bringing a strange comfort to both of them. Iris smiled. Knowing he couldn't see her. Carver smiled. Knowing she couldn't see him. 'This isn't the end.' She spoke.