“What made you think that I am lying?” He turned slowly to look me, his arms folded across his chest.
“Because your eyes says otherwise!” I said swallowing hard on noticing his well toned muscled chest struggling against the plain white sleeved shirt.
“Really? Well, why don't you looks my eyes more carefully! Perhaps, you might see something else, or find out the truth!” He said, and I can tell that he had a smug smile beneath the mask. For some strange feeling, I felt drawn to those piercing gray eyes of his! They remind me of someone else. Someone I painfully accept I have to fallen in love with despites my tormenting past, and yet he ran off just let my parents did. Just like my mom to be precised.
“I know it is possible for million of people to have the same eyes color, but how can
