From the moment the words left his lips, she began to doubt him. With every fragment of her being and from the very core of her existence, she refused to believe that what he said could be real. But no matter how much she tried, she could not escape the unmistakable reflection of truth in his eyes.
His words all but brushed over her but the intense pull of his eyes continued to hold her captive.
They portrayed the essence of his feelings; the agony, the love, the yearning, the fear and above all his utter faith and trust in her. They were the very mirrors to his soul.
Like magnets they pulled her towards them, unyielding and unwilling to let go. She saw a reflection of herself in their very midst, mockingly daring her to look away. With each second that ticked by she felt herself drawn in by his powerful gaze and somewhere deep down she finally acknowledged her helplessness…