Novel & Cerita Apple Of My Eye

“Sí tu puedes (Yes you can)” The fullness inside me pushed up, needing, wanting, demanding, that I gave in to it. “Natán,” I whispered. “Los ojos en mí (Eyes on me)” he snapped. I jerked my gaze up to his, and the force of those brown eyes pinned me in place. My chest hurt and a pressure built up at the backs of my eyes. His lips kicked up, a fierce smile lighting up his face. “God, you're so beautiful,” the words spilled out of me.

] He sent a photo of the ripped-up divorce agreement. And then another photo arrived. This time, it was of our wedding rings. Tristan: [You haven't thrown these out. You still love me, don't you?] Tristan: [Come back to me. You're still my wife.] A hard-to-describe bitterness churned within me, as if it were tearing at my throat. I froze. An unbidden tear slipped down my cheek, blurring the image for a moment. When I focused again, something caught my eye—a small, barely visible object lying at the edge of the photo, almost hidden by the rings. I zoomed in, shaky fingers hovering over the screen.

"Please don't leave me. Please. I can't... I can't do this without you." His thick, dark eyelashes twitched against his right eye. Then, as though summoning every remaining fragment of strength, he forced his eyes open. The bright, terrifying gold of his Alpha gaze had vanished entirely, replaced by a dull, unfocused amber that struggled to find me. Yet the moment his vision settled on my face, a tiny smile touched his bloodied mouth.

The kind that says I see you and I am glad and this is everything and I will not make it weird. When she pulls back her eyes are doing something. "Do not," I say. "I am not doing anything," she says. "Your eyes are doing something," I say. "They are fine," she says, blinking rapidly. "Completely fine. Dust." "Hackney dust." "Notorious for it," she says.

Hearing your thoughts and seeing what you can see… What's the difference? I did not reply. I merely showed her what the difference was. In front of Snowie's stunned gaze, I thrust my finger into my right eye and forcibly plucked my eyeball out. Of course, there would not be blood or gore. After all, my right eye was a prosthetic.

Alice got up,her back stood straight with determination as she wiped her tears streak face and she strode forward to meet Alfred waiting for her downstairs. Quote for this episode: ‘And those eyes that cry for love and for the sake of loved ones are sapphires, And those tear drops of love are precious pearls.’_anonymous

Ocean eyes. The kind of eyes that reminded me of someone in my past. Someone who had ripped my heart from my chest and crushed it under his boot with pleasure and mirth. The very person who had played with my feelings and destroyed the slightest reputation I had. Someone who stole everything away from me. My heart. My love. My innocence. My family. My friends. My dreams. My entire life.

“Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for taking the time to participate in my daughter’s banquet. She is my daughter. Although she didn’t grow up beside me, she has been doing very well in school since she was a child. And she has constantly ranked in the top ten in every exam. She is my pride and the apple of my eye…. George held the microphone and praised Hallie with a doting smile on his face. Ailina’s POV: Sitting in my room, I could hear the sound coming from the downstairs. I was applying makeup, but my hand paused slightly after hearing the sound. ‘The Apple of his eyes? Then what about me?’ Suddenly, I lost interest in makeup threw the makeup brush aside,

I can't explain why the back of my eyes feels warm. Tears of joy? Indeed. After everything that happened, after I lost my first one, God gave me Daneliya. Dante flickered his eyes in my direction. He smiles, not just his lips, but his eyes as well. And in between us, wrapped in cotton and quiet dreams, was a child who deserved our very best.

"But you told me not to come back after the operation." "It's because I want you to be present when the doctor removes the bandage from my eyes," he explained, smiling. "I want you to be the first person I see that day." "That will make your mother cry." "My mother would understand. She's the most understanding woman on the planet. And you did sound like her at times. " Angela smiled as she said, "And that must be a pain in your ass." "Not at all. Your voices, on the other hand, inspire me to fight for hope. Angela, you inspire me to travel the world again. And I'd like you to be here by then. "