"This is the first time I've met someone with eyes the same color as mine."
Eliza smiled faintly, a smile that was both reassuring and held many stories.
"Red eyes are something unique, aren't they? In some places, it's considered a sign of courage, strength, or even destiny," she answered in a voice that was like a whisper in the wind, making Claire even more curious.
"And I think we might be more alike than you think."
Claire was stunned, trying to absorb Eliza's words that seemed simple but full of meaning.
Was it possible that Eliza understood something that Claire didn't understand about herself?
Ethan who was sitting next to her seemed unaffected, busy with his food as if the conversation was not something interesting to him.
But Claire caught a glimpse of her sharp gaze directed at Eliza, as if there were layers of secrets hidden behind her haughty smile.
