It was as if she wanted to imprint his looks into her mind and hang it in a corner of her consciousness like an expensive portrait she could always come look at whenever she was down, or having a bad day.
She noticed some slight changes within his eyes; there was now a purple tinge to his pupils and there was also a bit of gold to it. It was like someone merged the three colors in their right proportions to birth a mesmerizing, mysterious and mystical eye color that was unique to him alone.
She ruffled his hair and was surprised to see that it now had a purple roots and golden tips whilst the rest remained its usual lush black.
He also gave an unexplainable vibe, one that seemed new and also seemed to have been there all these while. In that moment, Dara gave a smirk as he watched her ogle him like he was some sort of rare and newly discovered treasure.
But to Aunt Lin, that smirk gave her three different feelings and meanings;
