“Then I don't need to regret anything either,” Alex said, as he grabbed her ankle and pulled her closer, hovering over her reclined figure on the sofa.

Her eyes were darker in colour than her usual eye colour, which puzzled him. Was he seeing things or had her eye colour actually changed?

He slid his hand, his thumb rubbing her eyelashes. She looked so beautiful, especially the way her eyes looked.

He felt like he was dreaming. That's how beautiful she appeared to him.

“You're ...