|Eshan|
I felt lost as those eyes stared at me in utter confusion. Confusion in them not had me feel uncomfortable. She was ought to be confused seeing me there.
What caused my breath to struck in my throat was the fright, I witnessed in those soulful eyes of my wife as she laid there on that hospital bed.
She did not like the injection. It was obvious when she tried to divert topic in our journey towards the clinic or the way she conversed with the doctor in his cabin. However, I did not expect, what I assumed dislike... was actually the fear. Fear that I was now seeing in her those beautiful eyes.
She laid stiff on her left side, her face scrunched up in distaste. Fingers of her right hand were balled into a fist near her chest so tightly that I could see they have turned white and her toes were curled inwards.
Watching her so vulnerable, I felt protective. I wanted to pick her up and run away, hiding her in my arms away from every misery, pain.
