Future Without His Glasses Mga Nobela at Kwento

Holding the strap of her bag tightly, it felt as if her entire life depended on her grip. The man stood tall, his sunglasses still on despite the absence of sunlight, and that made her even more suspicious and weary. Her wariness heightened as he removed the glasses, revealing the reason for their use. One of his eyes was missing, a clear sign of a past injury; like a knife fight or something like that, perhaps from a violent encounter with an equally violent person. It was as if he tried to conceal the absence of his eye, although an eye patch might have been a more conventional choice.

“ Thanks guys ” After a while they finally left the hospital after the doctor discharged Chris and said he was free to go. “ You look different without your glass ” Maya said to Chris. “ Oh, those mongrels broke my perfect glass ” Chris said, he was referring to Reed's men. “ You still look cute without it ” Skyler said. “ Nah, I'm going to get another glass come on ” Chris said. “ Where are you going ” Skyler asked. “ To get another glass for myself ” Chris said and they both followed him to a shop nearby where glasses were sold.

‎“Why are you looking at me like that?” ‎“Just take the glasses.” ‎“I can put them on myself.” ‎“I know.” ‎Before I could argue further, he gently took the glasses from my hand and held them out toward me. ‎“Just let me.” ‎I hesitated for a second before allowing him to place them on me... ‎“There.” he said as I blinked several times...Everything suddenly looked clearer. ‎“They suit you.” ‎“Really?” ‎“Yeah.” ‎There was something different about his expression now, something that made me suddenly aware of how close he was standing...I cleared my throat and stepped back slightly before thanking him

I didn’t use my contact lens because I had glasses on and now it was gone Where were my glasses? I blinked repeatedly, hoping my vision would somehow clear. It didn’tc Instead, I noticed blurry figures sitting around what looked like a fire. Four of them, I could not see them clearly but I could tell they were boys with no shirt on and they had incredibly big figures. I titled my head to have a clear vision and i eventually gathered courage to speak . “ Hello ?” Every single one of them turned in my direction, One of them stood up and the rest of them started to stand too .

"Today you both arrived late, did you? You know-" "No-" "Pay-up Beam. Thank you." "Although I like your boost of confidence, to the contrary we did spend a night together but it was strictly platonic. His contact lenses irritated his eyes, the optometrist said for a week or so he will need to wear his glasses and lay off visually strenuous activity that would make him better faster. So after seeing the doctor we went to go get eye drops, at least now his cuteness will only be seen by me since he refuses to show people his face."

He said as He came closer to me. "You're such an idiot." I said as I wiped an invisible tear away from my right eye. "I wonder, do you see without your glasses?" He Said coming closer, our faces just inches apart. I could actually see without my glasses, I just like wearing them. They're like my other body part, I could be without them, but I don't like it. "I don't know," I said. He then took my glasses off and I blinked a few times, trying to "readjust my eyesight".

The guy nеvеr mіѕѕеd a bеаt. Pluѕ a gіrl would nееd ѕunglаѕѕеѕ tо dаtе him. I thіnk hе rеаllу should tоnе down on the whіtеnеr. I wаtсhеd Jоеl’ѕ hаndѕ grір the bar tіghtlу. I wаѕ afraid tо lооk up into his fасе; I knеw іt аlrеаdу wоuld bе dark аnd thundеrоuѕ.

I asked, tilting my head at him. Without turning to face me, “So, you were checking me out.” I scoffed, but couldn’t stop the smile tugging at the corner of my lips. “Obviously. You’re right next to me. It’s hard not to.” He let out a low, amused sound. "Well, I’m nearsighted. I can’t see things clearly from a distance anymore, everything turns a bit blurry. So I have to wear these glasses all the time.” As he spoke, he pushed the frames slightly up the bridge of his perfectly sculpted nose.

I agreed with a smile. I watched his body, now without the jacket so I wouldn't feel cold. The big and strong arms, even if they were not muscular. The beautiful and smooth face, even with those strange frame glasses. I took off my glasses and put them on my own face. The whole world seemed upside down. The level of the degree of that lens was insane. I lowered the accessory to observe Hazz without that armor. He was very handsome without the glasses, but with a tight frame to his strong face, maybe he would still remain very attractive to them. I loved men with glasses.

“Not just water—bugs, worms, and whatever else you liked throwing at me! Frogs, remember?!” “I’m sorry.” His tone shifted sharply, and my head ended up resting against Stas’s solid shoulder. “That’s enough. Stop crying.” “Oh, just go to hell! Idiot!” I shoved him away and stood up. A thick haze filled my vision, and any hope of escaping this demon vanished instantly. I never imagined I’d lose my lenses so stupidly, so I hadn’t brought a spare pair. My glasses were at home too. With a resigned sigh, I sat back down.