Bakit Maitim Ang Eyelid Novels & Stories

[Amor’s POV] “Seventy-five and one hundred and fifteen.” I laid on the mattress on my back. I smiled. Her nervously flickering eyes. Her controlled breaths and her… scent. I gulped, clearing my throat. Her face was crystal clear in my mind, as if she was sitting right next to me. Drawing her eyes with my finger in the air, I reminded myself once again of how perfect they were. “Seventy-five eyelashes on her lower eyelids and one hundred and fifteen on her upper eyelids. Not one less or more in her eyes. Just perfect.”

My eyelids become so heavy that I’m unable to keep my eyes open. “I know, go to sleep and let me take care of you.” Matteo places a kiss on my temple and I give in to nature.

My breast presses tk the silk top which makes my juleps to pop out. I take my hand tk my face and I rub gently for big eyes tk the lido and then to the sides of my Cees and then to my ears. I don’t kkwk wy I am doing this but then I just feel so uncomfortable and I don’t know the rug t thing to do that will make me feel better.

"His eyes opened once for ten seconds over a week ago, that's not exactly progress." "It's more than we had before." Kaelin squeezed Aziel's hand. "Come on, do it again, open your eyes." Nothing. Just breathing, slower now without the synchronized thing, more natural. "Please." Kaelin leaned closer. "I know you're in there, I saw you before, just do it one more time." His eyelids twitched. "Did you see that?" Kaelin's voice went high. "His eyes moved." "That's just REM sleep probably." Elira was packing up her supplies. "Doesn't mean conscious movement."

Maliban sa maliit na vial ng kanyang eye drop solution. Buong ingat niyang pinatakan ng tig-isa ang kanyang mga mata. Tatlong beses gawin ang ganito upang hindi matuyuan ng moisture ang mga iyon. After performing her nightly routine, muli siyang bumalik sa kama. She got rid of her outer garments. Puwede nang maging pantulog ang kanyang kamison. Humiga siya nang tuwid na tuwid habang nakatakip ng manipis na kumot ang kabuuan.

Then a drop of tear ran down her face through hairs and was absorbed by the pillow, leaving a dot on it. In the moonlight, Rita dissolved into tears but silently. On the next day, when she woke up, her eyes were swollen like ring bells. She soaked in the bath with two eye masks to reduce the swelling. After the bath, she wore a makeup of plain colors to hide the swollen eyes, hoping to look better. Then she went downstairs with a bag. At the moment, in an expensive car parking in the yard, Liam was sitting with his legs crossed, concentrating on a newspaper.

"I'm fine. I'm just not used to the darkness yet." My mother hugged me. "Don't worry, Jade. We've already started looking for corneas for you. We should be able to find a pair soon. The hospital said that after three months, you can have another surgery and recover." I nodded. My mother fed me while asking, confused, "Why did you want to have the surgery so urgently?" I paused for a moment and smiled. "I just wanted to do it as soon as possible so that it wouldn't develop into something serious and I can recover quickly."

The morning light was exceptionally bright, as if it was a huge golden crack that split the sky, tearing through the gray sky bit by bit, illuminating the land. Victoria opened her eyes. A ray of sunlight had just pierced into her eyes, causing her to quickly close her eyes, and for the past few days, she had been crying too much, causing her eyes to be dry and sensitive. At this time, a large palm covered her eyelashes in an extremely considerate manner, preventing the sunlight from shining into her eyes again.

Ella had a bad mood on Tuesday morning. She is tired from not getting enough sleep the night before. Her eyelids were drooping. Her limbs were cumbersome. Her head is heavy, as is her spirit. She couldn't stop thinking about the possibility of having normal eyesight and a normal life ever since she learned that there is a cure for her eyes.

"What happened to your eyes? Your eyelids seem off. Did you cry?" Madethy asked when I opened the door for her as she knocked. I thought it wasn't noticeable. Damn. I need to act normal. I ought to finish this instead of breaking down in fear and resentment. I gotta move forward but it isn't easy. I need to take it easy but I shouldn't let my past intervene with my future. I shook my head, declining my assumptions. "It's normal. My eyes get puffy when I don't get enough sleep or when I sleep too late," I explained. That's true, though. I don't know if I lied or told the truth; maybe, half?