Behind Her Eyes Book Review Novels & Stories

Napansin ko ang dugong bumahid sa bed sheet. Isa-isang bumalik sa alaala ko ang mga nangyari, at kung bakit nakaramdam ako ng init ng katawan ng maisip ko ang inosenteng babaeng iyon. At ang mga mata niya, Her gray eyes are captivating, exuding a sultry allure that enhances her mystique.

Although I said that the wounds are already fine, he insisted on still cleaning them. Sa paglalakad ko sa malawak na sala, isang babaeng galing sa grand staircase ang sumalubong sa akin. Dark wavy hair, porcelain white skin, deep raven eyes and prominent jaw. I was immediately stunned by her unearthly beauty. She walked closer to me and I got a better view of her mystic eyes. I realized they were a mixed hues of gray and black. They looked dead and emotionless, just like Zephaniah's.

May iba pa kayang pumasok habang abala ako sa pagtatanggal ng glitters? Bago pa man lumalim ang iniisip, halos mapalundag ako sa kinauupuan nang may lumitaw na panyo sa harap ko. "I told you so..." That familiar chilling voice. In front of me was a set of mesmerizing pitch black eyes. Nahugot ko ang aking hininga at binaba na lang ulit ang tingin sa panyong nilalahad ni Azalea, hindi kayang tagalan ang titig na iyon.

How could I have fired her? In my fragmented memories, they described her as someone clumsy, someone wearing those thick, hideous eyeglasses, and someone who always fumbled with her notes. Pero nung tuluyan nang luminaw ang lahat, narealize ko na kahit noon pa man, may kakaiba na sa kaniya. Underneath those glasses and that timid facade was a woman who possessed a beauty that no amount of diamonds could match.

sa isip ko at kinagat ang sariling labi upang pigilan ang pagguhit ng ngiti sa aking labi. Kanina pa ako nakatitig sa kanya. At hanggang ngayon ay hindi pa rin ako makapaniwala na siya ang manunulat na matagal ko nang hinahanap. Kung titingnan mo kasi siya ay parang hindi siya iyong tipo ng babae na magagawang magsulat ng mga gano'ng kwento... She look innocent. Like someone who pretends to be brave because fear would give her away too easily. Her eyes keep darting everywhere except where I want them... down, to the side, anywhere but not my face.

I am just wondering what all he might have to say or do if he wasn't such a trusted employee of mine; when she walks out. Ever since I have met her, I have realised something basic, maybe silly even - dark brown eyes can be undefinably deep and undeniably gorgeous too. I never knew that before. I never even considered my own eyes especially attractive or anything such - not one of the insignificant women I ever had any physical businesses with were interested about the depth of my eyes, my personality or life either. The apparently handsome fee of the deed and some instantaneous physical pleasure was all that mattered. But, even thinking about comparing my new, extremely beautiful 'friend' -

I just felt that I should tell it now, it’s now or never. Muli siyang humarap sa akin at matalim akong tiningnan sa mga mata. Muli kong pinasadahan ng tingin ang mukha niya. Mula sa mga mata nitong kulay tsokolate, I wonder how her eyes will bear the cruelty of reality, the eyes I’m seeing right now might change the moment when she found out the truth. Pababa sa matatangos nitong ilong, how would that deal with the smell of blood? At pababa pa sa kaniyang bibig. That lips… I won’t forget how it taste.

Tumapat ang paningin ko sa huling katagang nakasulat sa libro. "She's longing for him.” Napaangat ako ng tingin at tumama ito sa malaking puno sa kabilang kalsada, kita mula sa liwanag ng buwan ang bulto ng taong nakatago roon. “She shed tears when her eyes met his man behind the dark. Mananatili na ito roon, hindi na niya mahahawakan pa, hindi na niya mahahagkan pa.”

Natural blonde hair cascaded to her waist, glowing like sunlight trapped in silk. Her eyes—God, her eyes. A mix of ocean blue and jade green. Storms and spring in a single stare. And when she spoke? It wasn't a voice. It was harmony. Like music I didn't realize I missed. She had those lips—naturally full, kissed by temptation itself. But her eyes? Always innocent. Like no sin had ever touched her soul. Like hurting her would be a crime even the Devil couldn't stomach. I felt it—the beast inside me recoil.

Kastigo ko sa kanya habang nanatiling seryoso ngunit naningkit ang aking mga mata ng nahagip ng aking paningin ang isang pares sa kabilang dulo ng mga nakahilerang racing car. Hindi nakaligtas sa akin ang nang-aasar na ngisi ni Jacob habang nakatitig sa akin ang mga mata nito. Nakita ko pa ng hilahin niya si Margareth at dahan-dahang hinahalikan ang nakahantad na balikat ng dalaga. Mahigpit kong naikuyom ang aking mga kamay at pakiramdam ko ay para akong isang bomba na sasabog anumang oras.