Novel & Cerita Your Eyes Staring Back At Me

I shut my eyes before reopening to see Camila gazing intently at me. "W. why?" She stuttered staring at me then to the door. "None of your business" I said with a frown before walking away. I could feel her stare at me till I reached my seat. I sat down slowly then turned to her and of course, she's still staring at me. I shot her a glare before shutting my eyes. I reopened again and she's still staring, I scoffed bringing out my phone, I'd ask her why the fuck she's staring at me. "Stop staring" I texted.

Then his eyes return to me. “But seeing you?” A faint smile curves his lips. “That made it so much better.” And just like that, I feel it again—the shift. The room hasn’t changed. “I need to get back to something,” I say, pointing over my shoulder. He nods, still staring at me like he’s afraid I’ll vanish if he looks away. I stand and walk out, carrying the weight of every stare in the room on my back. Eyes follow me until the doors are behind me.

A darkened frost had begun to lay on my face, only for me to notice her staring at me, through my side eyes. She really was staring at me, with those curious small eyes on her. I had the urge of chuckling, but I knew well enough not to. I continued to watch her staring at me, with those side eyes of mine. While watching I couldn't help, but want to taunt her. “Why are you staring at me?” I asked. I was taken aback by her response. "Uh, I wasn't looking at you. My eyes just happened to pass by you, that's all," she stammered.

It eventually zeroed upon the conference room window to find him standing there, staring back at me. I could feel his gaze burn through my skin, even from such a distance. His brooding eyes still looked upset. I took a deep breath, gearing up to face him.

Zooey is behind me while I stand in the middle. I do not give a response to her call, I remain dumb and glare at her. “How are you?” She quizzes and postures in front of me. Her eyes bulged out of her eye bags and peered directly into my orbs. I pick my dry lips soft and it scratches my tongue due to its hostile state.

Those familiar orbs were staring right back at me, his eyes blazed with a fierce primal intensity like a wild animal. "Ga, Gabriel?" I mumbled.

There’s something in his eyes, surprise, maybe, mixed with something I can’t name. “They’re not new,” I say, my voice quiet but steady enough to hold his attention. My eyes drift down to the top page, locking with the pair of eyes staring back at me from the paper, "These are from years ago.” “But they look like I’m staring into…” He stops, a little crease forming between his brows as he searches for the word. “Your own eyes,” I finish for him. “Yeah.” His gaze stays on me now, his voice low. “Like I’m staring into my own eyes."

“Show me how you’ve kept yourself sane for this long without being fucked.” I could feel my cheeks burning a bright red, but I ignored it and shut my eyes. His next command was an aggravated rasp, “Keep your eyes on me!” My eyelids fluttered open and met his unflinching gaze. In them, I saw raw, primal lust blazing like an out of. control

I stare back, unflinching. “Game on,” I mutter.

Tears rushed to my eyes as I stared at my reflection. I was back.