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He broke into a polite smile, so I also smiled back. “Done, Dr. Red?” he asked, staring into my face. He must have seen my cherry-like eye bags. “Yes,” I replied, handing him the phone. To my relief, Atty. Evarez just shut his mouth even if his eyes spoke those unspoken questions. “Dr. Red, the people are coming already.” I couldn’t care less already, even if there were battalions of them.

And just like how I feel a long time ago. I felt those eyes lock me in it, so I cannot even move myself. It has been so long, I cannot see the face of home Those Eyes belong to..., for the face is covered in darkness. I am surrounded by darkness, and somehow I feel safer. I do not feel scared at all it's almost as if those pair of eyes make me feel comfortable. Beautiful lady in some hallway, she is staring at the window her expression looks a bit sad. Strange !!! We both have the same eyes plus she has red long hair with a warm light body complexion. She looks at me and give me a small but genuine smile and then approaches me. She holds out her hand ;

I whispered again, my voice growing steady and louder. She looked over her shoulders and her gaze fell upon me. Her eyes were warm, soft brown as ever. Mama had the most welcoming eyes I’d ever seen. She takes one good look at me and I feel every raging storm halting. Her eyes were ethereal, unreal, you would say. They willwd so much power — one that cures every sadness by just looking deeply into them. And yet, something was off. Her smile didn’t reach her eyes anymore, her grin spreading less across her face, hiding her once exposed dentition. “Child,” she said, voice full of both relief and sorrow. “You look so tired.”

The only other thing that felt as ridiculous as that to me was when Jordan told me, "Josie needs a pair of eyes. Why won't you help her, Hazel?" "Why do you need my corneas for this? What makes her deserve this?" His expression turned ugly when he saw that I was mad. "She doesn't have friends or family, and she's lost her vision at such a young age. What do you expect her to do?" His tone had softened. "You're not the same as her, Hazel. You have me—I'll be your eyes. I'll hire someone to care for you and never leave you." It was mocking to me how serious he looked. "So, her vision matters, but mine doesn't?"

Even from behind, he radiated a kind of predatory stillness that made the hair on my arms stand up. "Mr. Vane?" I whispered. He turned. His eyes were the first thing I noticed. Ocean blue, cold as a winter tide, and filled with a terrifyingly familiar intensity. He looked at me, and for a split second, I felt like a freshman again, standing in the library at St. Jude’s Academy, trembling under the gaze of the school's untouchable king. But that was impossible. Julian Vane had been a legend, a boy years ahead of me. He wouldn't remember a quiet girl from the back of the assembly hall.

I heard lots of gasps, probably because most people here have never seen my eyes, they must be mesmerized. When my eyes went to my brother, he was very beautiful in a fancy navy blue and gold suit. His golden locks identical to mine were messy but still beautiful, and his eyes were as beautiful as rubies under the sunlight. He nodded to me while sitting in a taller chair than the one I was in. I looked at the materials they gave me and held the thin brush with black paint, then I began.

He tenderly brought her hand to his mouth and gently kissed it. Pain seared through my body as my eyes lost focus. The faces of my family blurred until I could no longer see them. I tried to move my arms to rub my eyes, but I was unable to move. Panic set in as I began to struggle. Finally, opening my eyes, James Cooper’s face came into focus.

my eyes widen JESSES POV I walk towards my office my secretary rushes to me " Sir there's someone waiting for you at the office". "who is it?". " I don't know, but you might be-"i open the door. I couldn't believe me, I felt my heart instantly fall out of my chest, I rub my eyes with my hands hoping i wasn't dreaming or seeing things. She wears a smile, she stands up from the chair, she walks toward me "Hi, honey".

Nezeira felt the restlessness and said, "Is there something bothering you princess?" Euphenia, "Ohhhhh, actually I do have a question." Nezeira looked at her and said, "Please ask." Euphenia, "I have heard about Your Highness many times. Especially about your eyes. But….." Nezeira, "I wear black contacts. Trying not to draw too much attention." Euphenia gleamed and replied, "No wonder!" Nezeira, "So, what do have to share regarding these Beasts?"

Her hair was pitch black and it curled right at the end and fell below her D-cup breasts. Her eyes were dark brown and it held scorn deep in them. What was more piercing was what she was wearing. The army camouflage screamed respect and glory. A woman in uniform. "Hey, babe! You left the front door open!" Mario turns back to jam the door behind him, when he looks forward, he gasps. "Jasmine! You're home? I thought I told your ass I'm gonna pick you from the airport?" Mario engulfs this woman—Jasmine—in a tight and long hug.