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Marcus stared at me immediately. There were flashes of shock, fear, and uneasiness in his eyes. I forced out a smile. "You know what I'm like. I've never lied to you. Besides, I don't know how to act. After all, you of all people know how tiring it is to put up an act, right?" Marcus didn't doubt me at all. He believed every word I said, just like how I once believed he'd remain loyal to me forever.

Think, it was all he could do, recalling a mere few minutes ago in the car. "Of course you don't understand. I look in those stunning grey eyes of yours everyday and you wanna know what I see?" She murmured coarsely and he didn't respond, only looked to her with that very gaze she was describing. She pursed her lips for a moment before speaking again. "In those eyes, I see nothing: no emotion, no want and definitely no fight. It's true when you said you would act no different for anyone because there's nothing else you can give."

The adrenaline of the restaurant hadn't faded; it had fermented into something sharper. "I can still feel her eyes on my back," Eden whispered, finally turning to look at me. Her pupils were so dilated they nearly eclipsed the iris, leaving only a thin ring of dark honey. "She looked at me, and she saw nothing. Until the end. At the end, I think she saw everything."

Hearing your thoughts and seeing what you can see… What's the difference? I did not reply. I merely showed her what the difference was. In front of Snowie's stunned gaze, I thrust my finger into my right eye and forcibly plucked my eyeball out. Of course, there would not be blood or gore. After all, my right eye was a prosthetic.

Lily Mommy thinks I don’t see things. She thinks because I’m six, my eyes only work for toys and cartoons and coloring books. She thinks if she doesn’t say something out loud, it doesn’t exist. But I see everything. I saw the way she moved slower this morning, like her bones were heavier than yesterday. I saw how she stood at the sink longer than she needed to, staring at nothing while the water ran. I saw the way her mouth pressed into a straight line when she thought I wasn’t looking.

Look at me. The mindless plea is impulse, I’m not sure it’ll make anything happen. When I see her eyes snap open, it feels like the weight of the world has been lifted off my shoulders. Then I see it then, her firmly bright eyes are now dark. Not just dark, but red too.

He notices my apologetic stare and gives me a comforting smile. "It's hard I guess, you can't see things you want to see and you have to work extremely hard to even be as good as someone who has their eyesight. I want to see things, I want to know what I'm touching without guessing a word. I want to know what your face looks like instead of trying to guess, I want to feel what it feels like when I take a look at your beautiful face every morning. I want to see you smile, the curves of your lips, how you look when your mad or depressed, I want to see you as you are without guessing what could be," he tells me honestly, every word he says clear as daylight as he looks at me with eyes of the tr

The miracle of sight dawned upon him, illuminating the darkness and offering a tantalizing glimpse of the world that had long eluded him. The overwhelming rush of emotions threatened to engulf Jace as he tentatively opened his eyes, the world painting itself in vibrant hues and awe-inspiring detail. "I... I can see," he whispered, his voice wrought with uncontainable wonder. Gabriel stood beside him, his eyes shining with unbridled joy. "You did it, Jace. You're seeing the world again."

And there you are, running away from my question "I roll my eyes and try to rip my hand out of yours. He just holds it harder. "I'm not running away, Suzy. A person used to tell me that each of us has our own universe in our eyes. That staring at a person's face, most of the time, is like seeing the sky above us. "Your own eyes exhibit an incandescent glow as it guides your attention to the open doors. "I have always found too selfish to surrender to death while there are more than 7 billion heavens to contemplate in the world. So, I think that that night you met me, I decided that I needed to fight for any crumb of hope in my life. I understood that I needed to stay alive to look at a certa

My eyes begin to slowly shut, “If you're not the first thing I see when I wake up, I'll take back my word and kill that motherfucker.” Then everything goes black.