Goodbye In Her Eyes Novels & Stories

I enunciated watching his eyes flutter open, wide with surprise and bewilderment. I took a good look at my little mate because I knew it'd be the last time, her unruly, mocha locks, shimmering, chocolate eyes, pink, plump lips and that adorable, tiny yet lithe frame. How badly I wanted to take her into my arms one last time but I knew if I did that, I'd never let go. I let out a bitter chuckle at the irony of the only person that held the power to break me down was now with my enemy and I was the one handing her away. I took one last look at her before muttering the three words I thought I'd never say, "goodbye my love,"

She stopped in front of me, pushing her hair behind her ears. I mentally prepared myself for the possibility of a goodbye that would change everything. We stood there, locked in a silent understanding, our eyes searching for answers. Her gaze dropped, and I felt a pang of disappointment, but then she looked up, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "Take care of yourself, yeah?" She said, breaking the silence. Her voice was barely above a whisper and I saw passed the small smile she shot me. I searched her gaze, trying to read between the lines. Was this a final goodbye? A plea to hold on?

Jim’s expression was equally cold as he said to the maid, “Have Indy’s room restored. Make it exactly as it was. And from now on, no one enters this room without my permission!” Vera’s eyes widened in disbelief. She stared at them with resentment before turning and storming off. She failed to notice that Marie had turned around and was glaring at her. The look in Marie’s eyes was cold and devoid of emotion.

That was when my phone buzzed with an email. I opened it to find a photo of the endless ocean, its blues merging with the sky. There it was, Wynnie's goodbye note. [Kelvin, if you're reading this, I'm probably gone. I've often pondered the cruel jokes of fate. You gave me your whole heart, but I was blind to my own. Now that I've hurt you enough to drive you away, I realize I can't bear a life without you. You might laugh at my words now.

Tears poured from his eyes as he cried out, "How can I live without you, honey?" His words were full of sorrow and pain. It moved the people around us. Ethan's eyes turned red. He said through gritted teeth, "How can you be so heartless, Rosie? That's your mother! You could have saved her, but you let her die in front of you!" The reporters and netizens, who had been waiting nearby, rushed forward. Red paint was thrown at my head, and black garbage bags were dumped all over me. "Get out of the hospital! The hospital doesn't need a heartless monster like you! Get out!"

i demand and even look at her face that was eyes close, tss if your not as villain as the report says maybe I'll like to be her wife damn being with this handsome lesbian can be good for a woman. "Just let me hug you I just need someone" i heard her whisper and I saw her eyes open and meet my eyes, there I see the sad eyes that i always wonder what is happening and what spirit got onto me that i nodded and kiss her eyes slowly i saw how she close her eyes and wait for me to kiss her other eyes,.

I was about to lose my chance to talk to her and I couldn’t let that happen. I made my way towards her, weaving past the drinkers and dancers. As I approached her, I subconsciously held her by her arm, stopping her from leaving the counter. She immediately turned to look at me, and I was left mesmerized. Her eyes, it was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen on earth, they were captivating. They were blue, like the ocean and bright like the sun. As I gazed into her eyes, I felt like I was drowning in a sea of sapphire. Her eyes sparkled like diamonds in the light, captivating me with their intensity. I was so lost in the colour of her eyes, until I heard her quiet sobs. I looked at her, a

It’s all right there in her face. I know. I know you are. It’s all right. And her eyes fill. The tears stand there bright, and one slips loose and slides down into the grey of her cheek, and she’s smiling at me, small and broken and luminous, the smile of a woman saying goodbye and thank you and don’t-you-dare-blame-yourself all at once, with the only thing she’s got left to say it with. “No,” I say, and my voice cracks straight down the middle. “No. Don’t — don’t do the face. Don’t you dare do the goodbye face. I haven’t lost yet, Rayana. I have not lost yet.”

They looked… perfect. A picture the pack would adore. Joseph’s eyes filled with tears. Then David looked up and saw him. For one fragile moment, Joseph’s face lit up— but David’s expression hardened instantly. He turned away. Wrapped his arm around Sophia and walked off. Joseph’s tiny shoulders stiffened. His ball rolled to the ground, and he just stood there, shaking, tears spilling silently down his cheeks. I rushed to him, gathering him into my arms. “Sweetheart…” He looked up at me, voice trembling but steady.

But when I woke up, I was still alone, paying for sins I'll never outrun. "Goodbye, Gina. I wish you and Ryan nothing but joy. In the next life, I swear I won't let you down." I shook the envelope, and a necklace fell out. It was the one that held the ashes of our first baby, Jeremy's last tether to the past, but now he had given it to me. Behind me, Ryan called out, asking me to cut the cake. I called back, slipping the letter into my drawer. Then, I fastened the necklace around my neck and walked toward him.