His grip tightened over my waist as we both stared into each other’s eyes. His blue-golden unique eyes were ocean-strong, swimming with warm sun-lit currents. So enthralling just like every dancing sky, with infinite hues illuminated by newborn light. His face was mostly obscured by a stubble that clung to his skin like winter ravaged ivy tendrils. He met my gaze not with the shyness of seeing a stranger but with a blunt straightforwardness to avert his gaze first. How odd to see those half-striking features devoid of warmth, like they were stolen.

Emotions stirred in me, just like I was being pulled into the depth the more I look...