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Jared wondered what she meant, but he still replied, "Never; loving you was never hard. With you, I feel alive and good. Never think otherwise." "Uhm," she said, nodding. "Now, rest," he said, smiling, and she laughed. Then suddenly, she decided to gather her courage, look at him in the eyes, and say, "Hubby," "Hmm?" he replied, looking at her eyes as well. He had a feeling about what Colleen wanted to tell him. He could feel it in the way she looked at him.

I've tried two times because she fell asleep in his arms but just when I went to lift her from him she would wake up and cry. I couldn’t stand to see her cry like that, it broke my heart. So I gave her back to him and she would stop crying. It's past midnight and it doesn't look like Neveah is going to let go of him anytime soon. I walked out of my bedroom towards the living room but stopped at the end of the hall seeing Dominic standing at the window, looking at the beautiful view of the city with little Neveah sleeping peacefully on his shoulder. Seeing that view ,it made me feel something for a second. For a moment I forgot how it feels being around him but when he turned around it came b

“Evan, we are already divorced. I have said before that I would never love you again in this life. Please, just stay out of my life and leave me alone!” “Look into my eyes and answer me.” He forcefully turned my head back to face him. His eyes were like a ferocious beast. It was as if he could see through people's eyes and pray into the secret hidden in their hearts. I didn’t dare to look into his eyes. My eyes were flustered as I avoided him. “You are out of your mind. Let go of me!” “You can’t even look me in the eyes. You still love me, don’t you?”

“What are you looking for?” I held his gaze, my own eyes filling with tears I refused to let fall. “Love.” I saw something flicker in his eyes. Not anger. It was something deeper, something like pain, or maybe fear. He looked at me like I’d just handed him a puzzle he would never, ever be able to solve.

He looked back to the area where our hands had been conjoined and shook his head before looking into my eyes. And that's when I saw it. Even if it was for a split second- it was right there in plain view as if he placed it there deliberately, pleading for help. For anything. For a second he was open and I saw it in his eyes. Love. It shone and glimmered in his eyes for that split second as if he was reminiscing whilst staring at our hands and all I could do was stare. I knew who it was and my chest burned as my head sketched out the name.

His eyes find me instantly. And in that look, I see everything. Pure, breathtaking love. His expression is open, raw, like he can barely believe I’m real. My heart squeezes so tightly I almost forget how to breathe. Tears well up, but I blink fast, forcing myself to stay steady. I meet his gaze with a smile so wide and full of joy it feels like light is pouring out of me.

Amanda argued. Jonathan lowered his gaze as he looked at Amanda with a gentle expression. He had never looked at me with such tenderness. My heart bled once more, and the pain became more unbearable with each breath I drew. Even though I had expected such behavior from Jonathan, I couldn't help my heartache. I watched mutely as he carried Amanda to the bed and opened the soup flask. He poured her some soup and said, "Be a good girl and have some soup, Amanda. It should help you feel better."

" You glance my way and our eyes meet. You let the contact linger and not because you mean to, but because you can't help it. We get lost into each others eyes, you speak to me without words and it's then, the sense of a sign sparks." He speaks and I listen, his words are so hypnotic that they place me in a trance, where all I do is look into his eyes and fall weak under his gaze. " Now you are near me." I say, running my fingers through his hair. " I am standing right infront you. I am looking right into your eyes, now you tell me. What are my eyes saying now?" " What more could they say, then the words that touch my heart. These beautiful, innocent and mesmerising eyes of yours express lov

"I'm sorry, sir. This is not the right time to tell you about it." I screamed deep inside. I was debating whether or not I should tell her it was the right time for me. I had stared into that beautiful and gentle eyes of her many times. And I loved staring at her every time I was moving inside her. I had loved watching it turning upward as I brought her to the clouds of ecstasy. What is this I am feeling right now? Is this love? Infatuation? Or, am I just bewitched?

My eyes slowly start to shut by itself and before I knew it, my vision blurred and the next thing I know, I blacked out completely. ~~~~~ ~~~~~ I felt a light tap on my shoulder and I slowly fluster my eyes open only to be blinded by the bright light in the room. I look around expecting my eyes to meet with the douche I had spoken with earlier but to my not so much of a surprise, my eyes meet with a familiar face and I could not help the deep frown that appeared on my face. "I'm not even surprised you're behind this." I spat out bitterly and his eyes darken. "What the hell do you even want from me?" I growl at him in anger, hating the ugly smirk he had plastered on his stupid face.