Goodbye In Your Eyes Novels & Stories

However, the look in her eyes felt more like that of a predator hunting its prey instead. I smiled faintly and answered, "I'll think about it if the severance package is good enough." Brooke then threw the pen onto her table and looked at me with an icy-cold stare. A disdainful look was in her eyes. "Theros Sommar, why is money so important to you?"

I tensed up completely, only able to wrap my arms around his neck. "Liz." His eyes were slightly red, carrying a strange trace of lust. Suddenly, I understood what my mom meant when she said, "Younger men are the best." Lying on the couch, I finally reached out my hand. His eyes were a little damp at the corners. Yet, for some reason, I felt a twisted sense of pleasure. He let out a muffled groan, his eyes growing wetter. I finally understood what it meant when they said a man's tears were a woman's aphrodisiac.

I will finally give you all of me, in every way that is possible. Goodbye, baby. Goodbye for now. — Leonel Aries Sinclair

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.

His gaze was unwavering, his tone leaving no space for argument. Eva’s chest rose and fell quickly. She nodded, tears slipping down her cheek, but this time they were tears of joy. She smiled through them, her voice shaking. “Yes. Yes. I can do that.”

"I believe what I see with my own eyes." A bitter laugh slipped past my lips. I wiped away my tears. "Then there’s nothing left to say." I grabbed my bag and walked out the front door.

" Gilbert's puppy-dog eyes were becoming a regular thing, and I was a sucker for it. "Fine, fine." I waved the white flag. "I'll go with you, happy now?"

His voice trailed off as his gaze fell on my luggage and the plane ticket in my hand. "Where are you going?"

My eyelids flutter shut, and for a few prolonged seconds, I pretend this isn’t a goodbye. My hands tighten against her cheeks as I keep her close to me just a little longer. She pulls away, and I hate how swollen and red her eyes are from all of the crying. “Goodbye, Cal.” She steps out of my grasp and walks to the plane. I count every step she takes away from me. With each one, I hope that she turns around and tells me she’s changed her mind. If she just asked me to get on that plane with her, I would.

White feathers adorned my hair, with a shy blush coloring my young face. I had said, "Kyson, we're a family from now on." Back then, his eyes had been full of wonder. It was love at first sight. "Bravo!" "That was amazing!" Thunderous applause swept through the hall. Sitting among the crowd, Kyson suddenly felt like crying. "Hey, Kyson, where are you going? The show's not over yet! Kyson!" Andrew's low calls were quickly left behind. Kyson stood up abruptly, his face darkened with a cold intensity, as he walked out of the hall without looking back.