Goodbye In Her Eyes Novels & Stories

"Jack, I want to forget you, and I will. I'm asking you, out of consideration of me taking you home, going out with you... and treating you well throughout the time we were together, please leave me alone. Can you do that? I'll keep a low profile and won't bother you either." After saying that, she moved her eyes away and walked past him, leaving behind these final words: "Goodbye, Jack." It sounded as if she was saying farewell to all the time she had spent with him. It sent a jolt through his body. His hands tightened into fists. He stared blankly at the spot where she had just stood, as if she was still standing there in front of him.

The scent of cherry blossoms and the feel of her curved body against mine is a heady experience to my senses. “Goodbye, Argent.” She whispers before she pulls away. Her luminous blue eyes gleam like crystal gems as she gazes longingly into mine. At that moment, I want to push her back into my vehicle, taker her to my bed, and never let her go. It’s a dangerous thought, which is why I let her go.

Different hands, different grip, the same quality of gesture the gesture of a woman communicating something that words would only partially capture. “Come back in the summer,” she said. “Both of you. The garden is better then.” “We’ll come,” I said. She nodded once. Released my face. Got back in the car with the efficient purposefulness of a woman who had said what needed saying and had places to be. We watched her drive away. “She cried,” Amara said. Quiet, for once. “She didn’t cry,” Adrian said. “Her eyes were doing the thing eyes do before people cry,” Amara said. “I’m observant.”

And in that silence, he saw it—the war in her eyes, the flicker of emotions she was fighting so hard to suppress. But when she spoke, her voice was heartbreakingly quiet. "You already did." His heart clenched. She reached for the door handle, her fingers tightening around it like she was grounding herself. "Goodbye, Adrian." The word goodbye hit him like a final nail in a coffin. She wasn’t giving him another chance. She was walking away.

“Lydia?” “Yes?” She looked at me carefully. And suddenly she looked younger. Not physically. Just emotionally. Like the girl she used to be before life humbled her. “Can I at least keep in touch with you?” “No.” The answer came immediately. Without hesitation. Without cruelty. Without emotion. Just no. Iny’s face fell slightly. Then came the eyes. Those pitiful eyes. Those famous eyes. The ones that used to convince people to forgive her. The ones that probably worked on half the population.

“Shhh, it’s okay.” Her eyes returned to me, watching me with a guarded expression. She picked up the boy off the ground and sat him on her hip. “Don’t I even get a hello, wife?” I mocked her. She pressed her lips into a thin line, her eyes turning darker. Her beautiful eyes were always her telltale. She couldn’t hide her emotions. “Hello.” Even mad, her voice sounded soft. “Can it be a goodbye now too?” I chuckled without amusement. “I don’t think so.”

She closes her eyes to have a tear slide down her eyes to fall on his face. Moving her trembling fingers on his eyes, to close them. She speaks as a mere whisper. " Goodbye Mateo"

The taxi rolled through the bustling streets. I leaned back in the seat, sunlight pouring through the glass and warming my face, yet I felt numb to its gentleness. The warmth I once knew had been buried along with my mother and baby. The driver, an elderly man with silver hair, glanced at me through the rearview mirror. After a pause, he said softly, “Don’t look back, sweetheart. Look ahead.” He spoke the words I hadn’t dared to say aloud: “Look ahead”.

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.