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Diana did not resist and did not move. Rena gripped Diana's red hair tightly. "I hate these eyes! The blue, and the red hair! I hate them all!" Rena then threw Diana, until this human hit the table, and sat down under the window. She then took the glass filled with water and then poured its contents at Diana. Then with a very deep breath, Rena regained control of her emotions. Honestly, she hated someone who had red hair and blue eyes like Diana's. Rena also has red hair, but she has dark brown irises. But she hated the mixture of the two colors, red and blue. Rena would lose control if she saw someone of that color. If she saw it, she wanted to kill that person right now.

Is it another gift? She rubbed her eyes and opened it up to find a gown. Pulling it out from the box, she stood up and laid it on the bed to get a better look at it. It was a cerulean blue open back gown with marshmallow white ombre at the bottom with white flowers embroidery vertically on top. It was a rather simple yet stunning design. Clara had never said it out loud but blue was actually one of her favorite color, as an artist, she was not supposed to have a single favorite color but if she had to choose, she would go with blue over and over again.

“True. Me, too.” In all sincerity, Tayo had never seen Idara so happy and beautiful like she was tonight. She was wearing light make-up and a brown shoulder-length wig on her head, which he found pretty cool. He'd long noticed her undying love for the colour blue, so he wasn't surprised about her crochet purse and fancy sneakers which were both hues of blue and white. As if that wasn't enough swag, Idara actually held a bottle of Pepsi with its standard blue, red and white logo matching her outfit big time.

I sat across from two polished, professionally dressed women with matching portfolios and identical pleasant smiles, and tried to arrange my face into something that communicated presence while my brain continued to replay a black car with no plates and the sound the air made when something moving that fast passed close enough to touch you. "Babe." Jace's voice reached me from somewhere to my left. I blinked and pulled myself back to the table, to the two swatches the planner nearest to me was holding up with a patient smile. "Uh... Yes. Sorry," I apologized. "The red or the blue one?" Jace skipped to the question, and it took me a second to recall why we were there. Oh. My wedding and birth

Though it was also floating in several parts and not coloring everything, it was way more present than any of the other colors. There were different nuances of the blue, too. Some icy, slight turquoise, and dark like the sea swam in the distance, while an indigo one moved vigorously near her. The last one interested her the most because it and another in paler blue had never left her vision. The pale blue was so still that she had only noticed it because the indigo one circled it regularly. Although she didn't know what they were, she had decided to call all of them 'gauze birds' for now, since they could fly and resembled transparent fabric. There were exceptions to this description though.

“Sebastian.” “Sebastian,” Seb smirked. “I like the way that sounds from you, Alexander.” “What? Don’t call me Alexander,” Alex laughed. “It sounds weird coming from you.” “Now that I think about it,” Seb said, moving even closer towards Alex. “Why in the world did you tell me your name was Blue? I get if you wanted to lie about your name but Blue just sounds so random so why Blue?” Feeling colour creep towards his cheek, Alex looked into Seb’s blue eyes. “It’s a secret.”

I gasp. My eyelids fly open. “What is it?” Mitch asks with great interest. Standing, as well. Blue had not been a hue I’d contemplated, for fear it would meld right into the ocean scenery. No, I want something that grabs and commands attention. I immediately visualize a shade so rich and brilliant, a blue-turquoise so sensational, it truly would be a beacon. Turquoise and white. With a darker blue or possibly black as a faint enhancement around the fringes to make it all pop.

A very beautiful young woman with silver-gray hair and blue eyes color, who seems to be around the age of twenty, came out of the arrival point of entry in country M with three adorable kids. A girl and two boys. On a closer look, the three children look soo identical. The only difference is their hair color. The girl looks so adorably cute with her ombre hair and blue eyes, just like her mother's. Her long ombre hair reaches down to her waist, and her looks were complimented with a cute baby blue embroidery Bardot dress that compliments her eyes.

I stepped out of the bathroom to show Elara, who clapped her hands in delight. “Oh, Bianca,” she breathed. “You look just like her.” I turned to look in the mirror again, and my breath caught. The dress was even more beautiful on me than I’d expected. The deep blues and purples made my pale skin glow, and the silver accents caught the light. The skirt flowed around my legs, and the low back plunged all the way to the dimples of Venus at the very base of my spine.

“Ilaria, please don’t worry. I will try my best to extract your father from there, okay?” She bit her lip and nodded. “Would you like to take a walk around the palace of Xomor?” he asked. She looked up at him. His yellow irises locked with her blue eyes again. She swallowed and her gaze wandered to the tattoos on his skin. The deep blue color of his skin was like that of mountains covered in the morning mist, the color of a blue sapphire formed in the womb of earth, protected for thousands before being discovered by humans. He was terrifyingly beautiful, like a statue carved from blue sapphire.