I asked readers and authors to write a short story or poem to this prompt: His misty black eyes pierced her soul and caused her body to tremble. He began to speak.
His misty black eyes pierced her soul and caused her body to tremble. Her thick, long curly hair helped to avert his gaze. Huge sobs racked her insides. She swallowed hard and bit back her tears. He opened his arms wide to her. Hot tears slid down her cheeks, she clasped her hands over her mouth in a feeble attempt to stifle her cries. Unspoken pain and regret were glowing in his eyes. He offered his arms again as his dark eyes held her green eyes with intensity. She looked up at him as the tears trembled across her eyelids. Her sorrow was a huge, painful knot inside. She ached with inner pain. His hoarse whisper broke the silence. “I’m sorry.” A quick, sharp gasp escaped from her. “Please forgive me, I didn’t mean to lie to you,” he said with an apologetic tone. “No,” she said with a broken whisper.
-Kimberly Batchelor Davis, Author of Escape to Paradise