After a while, the room is filled with sleeping patients and their visitors, almost everyone is peacefully asleep except the child Taylor had encountered earlier.
Taylor wanted to know who is her patient but the child worried her a bit. She was seated on a nearby chair with her long brown, wavy hair covering her face as her head was bowed. Her feet swaying in those doll shoes and white stockings with a classical dress that looked as that of the vintage dolls. She looked like she was somewhere between the ages five to seven.
"I think I'll talk to her for a while." Taylor mumbled, walking to the child. She sat beside the child.
"H-Hey." She said, a rather inappropriate entrance but that was all she could think of after the stuff she had just got through.
And then, the kid looked up. Taylor froze for a moment or two as she saw the kid's eyes. How in the-- even her mind was frozen and went into scrambles.She can't be wrong, those eyes were like a mirror to hers, they're exactly the same. The child had bright blue eyes, sure blue eyes are normal for their country but hers was a rare style. The child's blue eyes had the dark blue in the middle, going lighter as it expands with visible blue lines and a dark ring around the whole pupil whereas the shape had narrowed a bit in the end. It was her eyes, she could clearly see them.
It's not just that, Taylor also felt hypnotized, like she couldn't feel a thing and move an inch. She didn't know what to do, all she did was wait for the child to say something. She had the weakest spot for children, now she saw her eyes, for the first time in a random kid, she might lose her mind. She would just fall into an abyss of her own thoughts and she wouldn't even know."Is mommy going to be okay?" The child asked with the sweetness and innocence only a child would be able to muster.
"Yes, beautiful. She will be." Taylor replied with a smile. She used the gentlest tone she could but she could hit herself so hard for using a too-sweet tone.
"There was blood." The child bowed her head.
"I know, beautiful. But don't worry about her, I promise, I won't let anything happen to your mom. Okay?" Taylor said, then she checked her watch, quarter to four am. "I think it's way pass your bedtime."
The child looked at her name tag. "M-Maybe. Doctor S-S-S . . . w-w--"
"It's Doctor Swift, love." Taylor said.
"Oh. I am not that--" she rubbed her eyes and yawned. "Sleepy."
The child closed her eyes and rested her head on Taylor's arm, her pale, little arm over Taylor's stomach. All she heard was the child's almost-inaudible soft snores. For that whole minute, Taylor didn't do anything but breathe. She needed to know if the child is asleep but it had to be.
What in the hell are you going to do now?
Easy, go away.
Without the kid, waking up?
I could do that.Slowly, Taylor reached out for a pillow near her and slowly moved away, laying the child's head on the pillow. She, then took a blanket and draped it all over the child but still making sure she didn't cover the head.
She smiled as she walks toward the door. Her left hand reaches for the handle but her right gets pulled by two little ones.
Then she saw the child again, yes, the one with the same eyes as her. Please! Don't look at me like that! I can't handle it! Don't! Taylor wanted to yell, there was something about the child that is making her feel funny, and she didn't like that feeling. She can't handle being around her. There was something. . .

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For Your Eyes Only
FanfictionTaylor Swift, living her normal life found herself in the middle of the heat after ten quiet years. Harry Styles was already her past, he's already nothing but a collection of pictures and memories. They have both moved on, and they proved that. Onl...