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Only a priest's prayers could ensure that Daeleen received my eyes. Onlookers expressed envy, and some were even moved to tears by Samuel's devotion to Daeleen. What they did not know was that the romantic Capo they were admiring had plucked out his own wife's eyes, and that the owner of the eyeballs on display were now lying on a bed, staring into nothing but darkness. There was no painkiller being administered. All the moans from the pain left me panting for air, with only the ventilator to keep me from suffocating.

Lucy and I used this factor to our advantage to escalate the magnitude of Marcus' relationship with Sylvia. Soon, a video clip became viral on the Internet. It recorded the day when I walked into Marcus and Sylvia being lovey-dovey in the ward. In fact, the video captured Marcus' coldness toward me, Sylvia's smug smile as the mistress, and my fragile visage very clearly.

I awake with a slight headache and sit up, looking around the room. I realize I am alone and stand carefully. I look around the room in search of the bathroom. I decided to try the black door by the balcony first, and internally dance it is. I turn the light on and look in the mirror. My hair is stuck to my face, and my eyes are puffy and red from crying. I close my eyes and take a deep breath.

wait Is that hate in his eyes?

Monica asks. “Meh…” I shake my hand side-to-side. “It isn’t so bad, but do they have to serve the fish with the eyes? It is creepy,” I ask, but she bursts into a laugh. “I can’t even eat it because it’s been watching me all the time,” I continued. “That’s because you can eat the eyes, too, babe,” “Oh, hell no. That’s it, I’m not having that. I’ll just have these veggies,” I say.

She has an annoyed look etched on her face as she returns her attention to the movie, I look at Nek and Der, the expressions on their faces are neutral, no single emotion can be seen. The movie comes to an end and there are tears streaming down Nicole’s face, “why did they have to kill him” she cries, “it wasn’t fair” she continues to sob. I try my best to not laugh as I watch her, I scan Nek’s face, no emotion; his attention is fixated on Nicole as he watches her cry.

I cried out all my tears till it finally drain on my eyes. After I dried up my tears, I opened the television and entertain myself, watching some movie on Netflix. I choose the movie Wrong Turn which released by the year of 2012. I'd been watching this many times and this the six times that I am going to watch it. I wish I am stronger also like the protagonist on the movie. Every time I am watching a female lead movies, I feel like I can be strong also but I don't know how I will be. “Mandy!” I called her when she was about to goes upstairs.

But that’s the thing about life with Ryder, you can never expect what’s gonna happen next. Tonight, Ryder and I were doing another N*****x and Chill night. We were at his room, lying on his bed, and watching Peaky Blinders from the small projector. The lights were dimmed, the air was cool, but his body was warm. My body was snuggled on top of his chest as my head rested on his shoulder. “I really like his eyes,” I commented, referring to Cillian Murphy’s piercing blue eyes. “Yeah?” he asked. “Yeah, it reminds me of your eyes,” I said as I looked up at him.

But the pain in my wrist from tugging at the ropes says otherwise, and the ache in my side from being thrown into this room is all too real. Wow. On the big flat-screen TV are those unforgettable eyes—eyes that no one could ever forget if they had the chance to see them. They can look right into your soul and know everything about you with just one look. Those eyes can tear you apart and leave you in a heap on the floor, undress you without even touching you. No doubt, my kids have inherited those eyes.

’ I continued to admire the beauty of his eyes, ‘Only today did I realise that those eyes… were yours. ‘You dreamt of me?’ Nodding, I leaned in closer, wanting to get an even closer look at those eyes I’d dreamt about, those eyes that made me feel uneasy but safe at the same time. The colour from Everett’s face faded, and he looked bewildered. ‘It was you?’ he cooed. Furrowing my brows, ‘What?’ ‘You… were the girl in my dreams being attacked by an enemy wolf. That’s… that’s where I first saw your eyes.’