The Apple Of My Eye 소설 & 이야기

My fingers tightened once more. “An eye for an eye!”

A clean, simple apple. Her tears fell as her dry fingers gently stroked the cold urn. She looked up into the empty air where I floated, her smile weary and sad. "Our Sienna. Eat clean. Leave clean." I looked at that red apple, and my soul trembled. It was the first "whole" thing I had ever been given in my eighteen years. It wasn't Vivian's leftovers. It wasn't a guilty offering from my parents. It had no family business attached to it. It was just pure love.

The kind that didn't need filling. After a long time I said, "I don't know who I am outside of his world." Michael looked at me. "I know." "Eight months," I said. "Eight months and I let it become everything." I looked at my hands around the mug. "I didn't even notice it happening." "That's how it works," he said. "It's designed to be total. The attention system doesn't leave room for anything outside it." "Is that supposed to make me feel better?"

There was just something familiar about her. Seeing she didn't answer, I went to her front and found her eating an apple, beneath her veil. “I am sorry, ma'am, but I want to apologize for almost running into you with my car. I wanted to check if you are all right.” She only stared into my eyes, and I could see the color of her eyes. It was bright green. My breath hitched as I saw the color of her eyes. There are only two people I know with this color of the eye. While I lost mine while growing up, this person never did. Her green orbs were the most beautiful I have ever seen and she was dead.

The flame flickered to life, casting its warm, insistent glow over the amulet. "Oh, I believe you," I murmured, holding the amulet to the flame. "I believe you're a spineless man, greedy enough to keep a foot in both worlds."

I threw my head back, feeling very light and ready to take on the entire world. Zane got up and brought the tray of food closer to me. From a plate of sliced fruits he took a slice of an apple and brought it to me to eat. “I love you, but I prefer you with flesh on your bones, alright?” I opened my mouth and let him put the slice into it. He watched me as I ate it, and I caught a very familiar darkening of his eyes as they caught on my lips. I turned away from him and took more apple slices to distract myself, but the damage was already done. Getting that look and what it meant out of my mind wasn’t going to be easy.

Something in me braced. Then he said the words that cracked the whole night open: “He still has an eye.”

I picked up the washed apple on the plate and started eating it. "So juicy." I flashed a smile at him. He picked one of the apples and began eating it. "It's good." His smile was so charming, I couldn't take my eyes off him. I watched as he took every bite of that apple, I lost concentration on mine and kept staring at him. He later noticed my gaze on him and our eyes met. "Your apple is getting brown." He pointed at the fruit. "Huh?" I gasped and stared at the apple, it had truly gone brown but that wasn't a problem. I had once eaten fruits more brown than this, in fact they were rotten.

she said to me, her hand still holding up the soap for me to see. I held her hand with the soap and I said to her. "I have never told any of them that their eyes are the most beautiful I have ever seen, but I have surely told them that they have beautiful eyes. You are the only person whose eyes mesmerize me to say such words. Even now that I am looking at it, your doubts are plainly written on it, they are still the most beautiful eyes ever. It goes beyond color and eye shape, Tania. It goes beyond how long your eyelashes are. Your eyes are magnificent."