She Keeps Staring At Me Mga Nobela at Kwento

She asked, like my being alive was the beginning of her destruction. “Can… Can you see me?” She asked, looking at me to be certain I could really see, and she wasn't the one imagining things. I didn't say a word. I just kept on staring at her. Then her eyes fell to Aiden, who was craning his neck to look at her. She couldn't stop staring at him. It was like she was torn between confronting me further, and staring, mesmerized by Aiden's sheer beauty, and loveliness.

I could not stop staring at her. When I was done feeding my eyes on her skin, I took a steady stride towards her and aim to hold her from behind just as I always like to do but she heard me coming and turns towards me. Her eyes were sad and her jawline was set, I knew immediately that something was wrong, so I paused for a second. " What is wrong?" I asked her but she just kept staring at me without saying anything. I moved closer to her and she jerked away like I was a disease eating up her life.

At least— to me! I had seen changes in her behaviour lately but it's something painful to watch. She keeps staring at me, waiting for an answer when I was completely spaced out. I shrug, clearing my throat. "Okay" "It's awful", she doesn't blink— and her voice is ice cold. She should be flinching and groaning in frustration and maybe in anger. There's nothing! "It's not awful", I exclaim, immediately sliding my palm around her jaw. "It's a way to heal you"

That one contact, yet it was so piercing and domineering, like he intends to push her into his submission with those stares. “He is always staring at me, but why is that? Does that mean he has a thing for me?” She asked inwardly. It has been two weeks, still nothing changed from the way he stared at her. Sometimes, she was forced to think there was a drool on her face or maybe, a piece of vegetable dangling on her teeth. Only that could attracts such unusual stares. But it was just him doing the staring and it made her uneasy. As she was busy trying to satisfy the barrages of thought crawling inside her head, someone startled her, making her gasp in fright.

She looked at him and raised her brows, indirectly asking him what the matter is and why does he keep staring at her. "what? Is there something on my face?" She asked and he shakes his head negatively. "Then why are you staring at me? You're making me uncomfortable!" She said, blushing really hard. His stares were doing something to her and if he doesn't stop, then it might lead to something crazy between them. "I just want to watch you eat.. I derive so much joy from that.." "That sounds really cranky.. It feels as if you're just courting me for the first time" She Laughed.

We separate from each other, she holds her robe together with her hands. I stutter "What-what are yo-ou doing here?". "I-i just". She gulps, and she touches the floor looking for her staff "I-i heard a noise and-". She turns to me with her eyes looking directly at my- I quickly snap at her " Look away!". "But I'm -". " look away!". She gets on her feet and turns around "sorry, I'm sorry". I look around for a towel, but I don't see it anywhere " Luther, i-".she was about to turn again

I groaned. Her next action got me confused, She shift a little bit closer to me stocking her head out and stared directly into my eyes using her eyes to inspect my eyes like an optician. How funny, No rather, how stupid! "What Now??" I asked puzzled "I'm just trying to see if you got a boil in your eyes so that I will know my limits" "Oh really, well there's more to that so I were you, I'll keep my distance. stay away from me.

anymore, it’s just staring. She notices once. I catch the way her eyes flick toward me, a mixture of confusion and something I can’t name. But I didn’t stop looking. I can’t. She shifts slightly in her seat, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. Her mouth parts like she’s about to speak, but she doesn’t. I keep staring. Pathetic. I’m being pathetic. Minutes pass, or at least it feels like minutes. Time feels suspended, stretched thin, trapped between my frustration and the pull she has on me.

She lazily says. Then she noticed how Kylian and I turned and looked at her. “Why are you staring at me that way?” She asks but we don’t answer her. We just keep looking at her. “They know,” Jayden tells her and stands behind us, like he’s shielding himself from her.

Until I heard someone say. "She is beautiful, isn't she?" I turned back around I saw my two brothers standing inside our room, staring at me right next to her. I can see in their eye that they care for her. But I am too stubborn to say anything about this caring and the feelings. I have somewhat feelings for her. I turned back around, staring at her. I didn't say anything, but I nodded my head. They walked closer toward us. I didn't take my eyes off her. I want her so bad. But I don't do relationships, and I don't go after the good girls. They are too hard to get into bed. I go after girls put out and not attached to me. They understand what I want. But why do I keep staring at her? I need