Her cerulean blue eyes darkened with anger. Anger for being so trusting. He’d taken everything from her. But she resolved to get even. And when you’ve lost everything, there’s really nothing else to lose, is there?
Ways of making him suffer, each one more destructive than the last, consumed her every waking hour. And might have continued if she’d not come to the realisation that she was only destroying herself.
That was when she stopped allowing him to take even more from her… something much more precious. Her time.
And with its passing, those cerulean blue eyes shone once again.