She hated his eyes. The colour would change depending on his mood. They would be a clear sky blue when he was happy, a stormy navy when he was angry. She knew every colour, every shade. That's why she absolutely despised it when they turned into that vivid marine blue. They were only ever that colour when he thought about her.
She hated his ears. She had begun singing lessons after they married. Discovering his growing fondness of the opera, Aida, she began to practice it in their garden. One day, he had walked into her practicing, a smile gracing his lips for the first time in months. But as soon as he saw her, he had stilled. His smile had
She hated his eyes. The colour would change depending on his mood. They would be a clear sky blue when he was happy, a stormy navy when he was angry. She knew every colour, every shade. That's why she absolutely despised it when they turned into that vivid marine blue. They were only ever that colour when he thought about her.
She hated his ears. She had begun singing lessons after they married. Discovering his growing fondness of the opera, Aida, she began to practice it in their garden. One day, he had walked into her practicing, a smile gracing his lips for the first time in months. But as soon as he saw her, he had stilled. His smile had