Chapter 101
Ella
The first thing I saw was gray irises.
They were the color of molten mercury, the pupils dilated, as thick dark eyebrows climbed high up his forehead. And then there was that perfect nose of his, always casting a faint shadow on either one side of his profile. High cheekbones were complemented by a sharp jaw and a delicate chin. There were laugh lines etched on the sides of those pink, full lips, popped open in surprise.
I lifted a hand even if the rest of my limbs felt leaden. I ignored the protest of pain that shot up my shoulder, the need to touch this face overpowering any kind of sensation.
My fingertips brushed against his slightly scratchy jaw. He gasped, a hand of his shooting up to catch my hand when my strength almost failed. Silver lined his eyes for a brie
