روايات وقصص ضمن True Crime Story: Look Into My Eyes

When he walked in, he saw Ethan slumped on the couch, eyes empty and lifeless. The elderly maid stood across from him, her expression distant. "It's not as if I'm just now telling the truth. Over the past year, when did Miss Seraphina ever lie about what happened?" Ethan stared blankly at her, as if he hadn't heard a word. Looking at how lost Ethan was, Damian instantly knew that Ethan had finally found out about the truth as well. The maid's voice trembled with pity. "I watched her grow up. I know she could be proud and stubborn sometimes, but she would never hurt anyone with tricks or lies."

Therefore, for a case as minor as mine—having a surgery record without undergoing the procedure and letting an intern act as the lead surgeon—would hardly pique anyone's interest. To ensure my story got noticed, I hired a private investigator to gather evidence. As Jack had killed me in my past life, I'd followed him around as a wandering ghost, and that had helped me uncover his ugly secrets. In the future home Jack had planned for us, he'd bought an extra basement just for his secret feelings. There, he kept Kate's childhood photos, items from when she was young, his secret love diaries, and every gift Kate had given him. I wrote a heart-wrenching love story and sent it to a few marketing

I nodded again, but his words were pointless. Sophie would always ride shotgun as long as she existed. As for Mark, he was spying on my reaction through the rearview mirror. His heart sank when he saw that I remained exceedingly calm. Reaching out, he brushed Sophie's hair behind her ear and asked loudly on purpose, "Did you wear the ring I gave you today?" As he spoke, his eyes remained glued to the rearview mirror, as he must presume that I would snap from jealousy as usual. But I wouldn't—not for a long while now.

, I begged her. She let out a big sigh. "Alright. Now, listen carefully. The truth I'm going to reveal won't be easy at all for you to believe. So, promise me, no matter what I say you'd believe me as I believe you, ok?", She asked. "I promise.”, I replied. "Alright, so listen to me. All the things you said are correct. They aren't normal but if you knew till now it is impossible for a clever student like you to not know the correct answer, right? Of course, you know that you're a vampire.

My voice was calm now. ‘But you’re vision said..’, I cut him short very quickly. ‘My vision showed me the hoodie of the killer not the face of the killer, it could be anyone that day who was wearing that hoodie’, I said. ‘He is lying to you, he said that to gain your trust, to deceive you’, I said. ‘You are just refusing to see the truth’, I said laughing. ‘You just don’t wanna see the truth because you are blinded by a lie’. I said.

Now for clean up. Walking back over to the bed, I look at his empty eyes that stare at nothing. Poor man. I reach out and close his eyes. He might be sleeping. I roll him over and pull him to the headboard so his head rests on the pillows, further adding to the effect of death during sleep. And by the time they find out that it's not natural, I will have disappeared already.

He could tell it wasn’t wise, that meant he wanted to preserve his life. He stared at my eyes, a horrified gasp leaving his mouth as he trembled, standing. I said nothing, walking away, hearing him trail behind me. I could show anyone anything that was true once they looked into my eyes; their lives, their secrets, their truths. My eyes could not lie, its very existence was created to mirror truth. So I showed him exactly that. Once we were outside, he bent his head, “How come all that is yours? All that power?” I didn’t respond. “Doesn’t it haunt you?”

Run home with Robert and forget everything that happened in the restroom between that woman and me. But I couldn't do that. I needed answers and wanted to hear his side of the story. I wanted him to look me in the eyes and tell me the truth, no matter how painful it was. So I slowly raised my head and looked into Robert’s eyes. We were still trapped in an embrace, and I was frozen with fear. It was as if time stood still as our gazes locked on each other, and nothing else existed around us. His blue eyes were filled with shock, concern, and something else—it looked like pain, confusion, and hesitation mixed together.

Both were shocked with this incident, Anya looks up and collides with his blue-green eyes. Anya raise her finger and traces on Sebastian's eyes making him shiver with her touch "Your eyes are so beautiful, so pure without any malice." Anya stares into his eyes with admiration and fascination then says "Why you always filled them with negative emotions? Or else they are the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen in my life." Hearing her words Sebastian holds her waist and pulls her closer to him then he touches his forehead with her and mumbles "Stop me before I lose control."

I stopped walking. I slowly turn to him. My hands are shaking, I can’t explain this. I hide my hands in my back. He is looking at me intently. I look back into his eyes too trying to give the same stare his giving me. They’re hypnotizing me, asking me to tell the truth. They are so deep that I almost get drown and lost. "Maybe." i answered, also looking directly at his eyes. Then, after one second i walked away from him. ***