A Love That Conquered All

A Love That Conquered All

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"Sorry... I wasn't looking," the girl murmured, her voice barely above a whisper as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. She tried to slip past him, eager to disappear before anyone noticed, but a firm grip on her wrist stopped her short and pulled her back. "Do you think a sorry is enough, huh?" a male voice drawled from behind her. Her gaze stayed fixed on the floor. If she didn't loop up, maybe she wouldn't have to deal with whatever scene this was about to become. Maybe she could still escape unnoticed. His other hand lifted, sliding beneath her chin. He tilted her face upward. "Look at me," he commanded, his voice low, deep and edged with impatience. She hesitated The seconds stretched. His grip tightened slightly - not enough to hurt, but enough to make her breath hitch. Slowly, reluctantly, her eyes lifted. Dark brown met icy blue. For a single suspended instant, time seemed to hesitate. Her eyes weren't just brown - they were deep, a rich velvet-brown so dark it bordered on black. Light didn't bounce off them easily; it sank, softened, and disappeared, giving a quiet depth that felt almost endless. For a fleeting second they held his, wide and uncertain, and something unreadable flickered in them. Then, just as quickly, her gaze dropped again, lashes lowering like a curtain drawn shut. "I'm really, really sorry," she rushed out, words tumbling over each other. "I'll make it up to up, but I really need to go now..." Silence Then- "Fine" He released her She didn't wait. The moment his hold loosened, she slipped away, almost stumbling in her haste, and hurried down the hall like she'd just escaped something dangerous. He watched her retreating figure, eyes narrowing slightly. There had been something in those eyes. Sharp. Intelligent. Hidden. His jaw shifted. No. Girls like her didn't interest him. With a faint scoff at his own wandering thoughts, he dismissed it, pushing the moment aside as if it had never mattered at all.
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