Paano Matanggal Ang Eyebags Na Itim Novels & Stories

'Cause I hate them to death. Natural na makapal at naka shape ang mga kilay ko kaya konting gamit lang ng spool brush I'm good na. Habang ang mahahaba kong pilik mata ay nilagyan ko ng mascarra para mas tumingkad ang kulay light brown at medyo bilugan kong mga mata. Well, di naman sa pag bubuhat ng sariling bangko pero I'm a head turner, sabi ng parents ko. Wala kong choice but to believe them.

I ramble on as I head into the bathroom. I grab some eyedrops and the spare colored contacts I keep hidden. I grab one out and let it soak in the solution from the eye drops in the contacts container. Taking a deep breath, I peeled the bandages from my eye. This was going to hurt a lot. I put some eye drops in my eye. It burned so badly. I let out a hiss of pain. Fuck, that sucked.

ANNA The ice had worked its magic on her puffy eyes. She had spent Sunday night doing two things: crying and pressing zip lock bags of ice against her eyes with a methodical focus. She had decided that puffy eyes were the one indignity she was not walking into Monday morning with. By six AM the damage was manageable. By seven, with concealer and the specific determination of someone who has something to prove, it was gone. She stood at her mirror and looked at herself.

I ask in my smallest voice. “oh, thank you for reminding me,” Misty said quickly, pulling something from her bag. “Put your head back and try not to blink.” I did as ordered, completely unable fight their auras. They turned out to be eyedrops and I did my best to hold my eyes open as she used them.

"They were stolen from Serena Gray. Pack Law demands their immediate return." The color drained from Vivian's face. "No! You can't be serious!" "Guards," the officer commanded, "take Miss Reed to the medical facility for eye removal surgery. The procedure will be performed immediately." Two burly wolf guards moved toward Vivian, who began to back away in panic. "No! You can't do this! I need these eyes!" She turned desperately to Ethan. "Ethan, tell them! Tell them you gave these to me as a gift! Tell them!"

Patungkol ko sa kaninang sinabi niya. “Nasabi ko na hindi ba? Bingi ka ba?” May kalakasang usal niya. His eyes were bloodshot when it met with mine. “Tss.” Napasimangot na lamang ako. “May nakatutok na sa'yong patalim, isang maling galaw ko lang ay kaharap mo na si kamatayan. Nakuha mo pang magyabang.” Nakangisi na saad ko.

I knew Leigh would definitely come seek me out. So I dragged myself out of bed, wincing at the mirror's reflection. Swollen eyes stared back, red rimmed and puffy. My skin looked pale, my hair tangled. "Ugh," I muttered, turning away from the unpleasantness I beheld in the mirror. In the shower, warm water washed away the remnants of tears, but not the ache within. I scrubbed my face, trying to erase the evidence of my heartbreak and sorrow. As I dried off, I examined my eyes. They were still swollen. I rummaged through my makeup bag for concealer and cold compresses. A few quick dabs and gentle presses reduced the puffiness.

°° AZALEA °° I massage my face gently, following Nyra’s instructions about how to apply the supposedly “expensive” face oil for effective results. There is a thin line below my eyes, like the one that usually forms an eyebag after so much weeping. Except that mine isn't from excess weeping nor is it an eyebag. Or is it?

Muling may tumulong luha mula sa mga mata ko habang nakapikit. Hindi ko ito mapunasan dahil baka malaman nilang gising ako. Hinayaan ko na lang ito hanggang sa hindi ko namalayang nakatulog na pala ako. ***

"Arrgh! Puta–" Agad siyang tumakbo at pasalampak na dinaluhan ang kasintahan, babad ang walang lakas na katawan nito sa sariling dugo. The site of his weakened eyes covered with tears was driving her insane. Nanginginig ang mga kamay niyang hindi malaman kung saan hahawakan o kung dapat ba na galawin ang katawan nito, natatakot siya! Kahit ang mga mata niya ay namamaga na sa matinding pag-iyak, natatabunan ang paningin niya ng mga luhang walang humpay sa pagdaloy kaya panaka-naka niya iyong pinupunasan gamit ang kamay. The hell she cares kung nabahiran na ng dugo ang buo niyang mukha! Ang mahalaga ay mamasdan niya ng mabuti ang mukha ng kanyang iniibig.