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Covering her face with a vile, leaving only her eyes uncovered. Already going back on words of not forgiving Ruby, Eric's heart melted. Eric nearly lost his breath. She looked exactly like he saw her one month ago. Her blue eyes was enough to give away her beauty. She looked so beautiful with just those dark blue eyes of her. He knew that no matter where she goes, if he sees those eyes, he will know it's her. He will always recognize those beautiful blue eyes anywhere.

The way it dug into her eye. Her whimpers. Lucas cries. The screams from them both. She would have been died if Lucas hadn’t come in. Dying in her stead. But she did have her own share. Touched her eye through the veil. She unlocked the wicket gate, while entering she pulled off her veil. Revealing her patch eye. She touched the eye. With was just one eyed woman. "Am back Lucas " She smiled sadly. "Am sure the sighs are happening already "

And she also wouldn't have been so desperate to ask the King and Queen to release her from the competition, and to not make her waste an entire year here. What was she thinking when she decided to take the damn thing from her eyes and look at herself in the mirror when she knew she was going to see her death? How insane has she become to do that? "What are you thinking?" Adonis asked, staring at me and bringing me back to reality. Sigh. "Just... What was this idiot thinking when she decided to see her death?"

" So do you see like, just black? or do you see purple like your eyes" "Nope, I see, nothing". " How does that feel like?". "Use one hand to close one eye, don't shut your eyes close, just use that one hand to cover it, and try looking at me, the one that's open sees me but the one eye covered sees nothing". She gasps "Woah, you're right, must be scary". "Nah... I'm used to it". Jesse's mum clears her throat " Jessica, don't ask such questions, that's rude, and Violet, you should know better than to speak while we are at the table eating, now let's just focus on our meal". Jessica and I chorused "Yes mother"

Shooting her hand up to her chest, she fisted her right hand around her the fabric trying to breathe normally. Tears glistened on the waterline of her eyes as she looked at Andreas who was already staring at her. Her eyes widened when she noticed how his grey eyes had darkened, almost turning black. His eyes zeroed on her now swollen and red lips. She didn’t know what was going on but her hands and knees were trembling as if she was caught in a snowstorm. Her heart thudded in her ears and her nerves were all crazy. She wasn’t able to make out anything. It was all too shocking for her.

Something big must of happened if Alaric is allowing her to do this without decapitating her. Upon watching her closer the bags are more prominent, she looks completely drained, a few worry wrinkles displayed across her brows, and her once cold and cunning eyes are expressionless. Her eyes are so red and swollen it’s apparent she had been crying. Her whole stance was defeated , so I scanned the room looking at everyone else, one by one.

The only answers we’d receive were that of a blank stare. “Remember, don’t look him in his eyes.” I reminded everyone, though it really felt like I was reminding myself. Don’t look into his eyes. Easy enough, right? I stepped through the curtains in time for a voice to wash over me, pinning me in place with its uniqueness. “…and she, with Darkness in her veins and the kiss of the Goddess upon her brow, was who would eradiate them all, who would banish those that did not belong…”

Elena forgot how to breathe. Two enormous silver eyes stared at her from the darkness behind the shattered heart. She knew those eyes. She had seen them in her dreams. She had seen them in her memories. She had seen them the night she died. Her mother's eyes. “No,” Elena whispered. Adrian tightened his grip on her hand. “Elena…” She couldn't answer him. The darkness slowly parted. A woman stepped through. Her black dress dragged across the broken stone. Her hair fell over her shoulders, exactly as Elena remembered it.

I shout, trying to grab her but she's too fast. Suddenly, she stops only inches away from Lucifer's face, capturing him immobile with her stare. Impossibly, a laser blue light emits from her eyes straight into his. Lucifer's face contorts in agony, his skull showing through the skin, body violently convulsing. I watch in horror, frantically reaching behind for something, anything to steady myself.

I just learnt how to get a hold of my powers, and the witch hunters were going to be here soon. The woman screamed again. The labour was proving difficult. I could hear the baby straining. It was a girl. I had to think fast, so I did the only thing I could do. “Sameli”. I whispered into the air and everyone fell asleep. I walked slowly to the pregnant woman. She was asleep too. I woke her up. It was dangerous for the Baby. She opened her eyes slowly, and they were the prettiest blue eyes I had ever seen. I saw worry etched on her face. Her veins popping out and going in. Pain. She was in pain.