My Eyes Deceive Me Meaning Novels & Stories

"Meanwhile, in the mirror, I almost got tired of my appearance because it was so dirty. My eyes are not so dim as to not know the difference between ugly and beautiful." “Kris, do you think I'm not telling the truth here? Well, in my eyes… you are really beautiful.” He tightened his grip on my cold hands. "You think you're not beautiful, so that's what your eyes see. Avoid that, Kris.” “It's not-”

The same pain. Then her. I saw it wrong; that was the first thought that came to my mind. He’d talked about her so much that I was now seeing things; I thought a second time. But I’d be deceiving myself if I think that way a third time. I wasn't mad. I wasn't seeing things, neither was I delusional. I was seeing correctly and no matter how many times and blinked, she was still there. “W–what is this?” My words tumbled clumsily over each other as I said that.

another sneered, twisting her accomplishments into something sordid. "Those lovely designs are not even hers," a third hissed, questioning her very talent. Nora's eyes welled up with tears as she scrolled through the endless stream of negativity. The hurtful words pierced her heart, leaving her feeling bruised and humiliated. She felt like a target, her every achievement and every aspect of her being mercilessly attacked. By the time Mary arrived, Nora's eyes were red and swollen from crying. Mary, her heart breaking for her friend, gently took her in her arms, offering her a comforting presence and a listening ear.

In a low, dramatic hum, I continued the tune under my breath– “I'm not who you think I am. I will burn you up going down. I am not your friend… I may be your worst enemy.” That finally made her chuckle softly. A faint smile tugged at my lips, knowing she understood I didn’t mean it… it was just lyrics. But then… my smile slowly faded. My mind circled back to the mark. I had been deceived by it once before… and in the worst way. I couldn’t afford to make that mistake again.

I couldn't bear her presence any longer, knowing she had deceived me. My heart raced, pounding against my rib cage, while my mind spun in confusion. It was unbearable to lock eyes with her again, the pain from before resurfacing, as if my insides were ablaze and my stomach twisted in anguish. Those eyes, once filled with what I thought was love for me, now gazed at me coldly, devoid of any remorse. It was a painful realization that their affection had been nothing but a facade.

And as if to make a fool out of her more, through another window, she saw a flash of the same image. She shut her eyes, trying to prove the people right—that she was just imagining things. That her mind was playing tricks on her. A moment passed, and she peeled them, but the flash of that image was no longer a flash this time around. It was a pair of monstrous gray eyes staring right through her debilitated ones.

Whatever reason it maybe this is still not acceptable. “Well done.” I thought decades had passed waiting for my final look to be done. As I open my eyes, I feel like in a fantasy movie. I haven’t recognized myself as I take a glance on the face reflected on the mirror. Is this me? Ohhh! I can see my mom right now. I tried to draw a smile on my lovely face. There is a problem.... I am now standing totally seeing the reflection of myself. I am sad. Maybe because, we are going to deceive some people. And i'm not a fan of it.

The pain in my eyes is telling me that they're turning red. I'm slowly turning into a Rogue.

This wasn’t some cruel trick played by a restless brain desperate for hope. It was real. I can see. I had seeing eyes.

She closed and opened them several times, hoping that Gun would disappear from in front of her, but every time she opened her eyes, he was still there. She didn't care if she looked stupid with what she was doing. She just wanted to make sure that it was really Gun that she was seeing and not just an imagination. Her eyes suddenly welled up with tears as she made sure that the man she was seeing was real. Even though he had deceived her, all that had happened between them was not real, and so her anger suddenly disappeared. And she was happy to know that there was a real Gun after all in reality.