We stood there frozen in each other’s gaze. His rich blue eyes were so deep that I couldn’t help to get captivated by how mesmerizing it is under the azure sky.
No matter how long has it been, his eyes still look the same as it was eight years ago. I can still see a blue vivid eyes that looks so youthful and vigorous despite the darkening shadow it has from being oh so serious, dominant, and strong mafia heir.
But one thing flutters me. I’m not sure if it was me or…but Calix eyes somewhat speak something I last saw eight years ago if I am not mistaken.
From being a cold and formal Mr. Dexigrous, he suddenly had a display of passion in his eyes. The one that threw me comfort when I feel homesick back then…The one that looks at me lovingly when I am living alone in Miami eight years ago.
