Unsure if I should move, breathe or blink my eyes. Those eyes, I could say, plague my nightmares. When in reality, they are the eye color that soothes my heart and soul. Begging for recognition of a soul that is bound to its own. The yearning to see him again consumes my mind as unworldly blue eyes demand attention. Movement and the clearing of a throat clears the dense fog clouding my brain. Finally seeing Beth’s face and not just her eyes has my senses piqued.
“I apologize for the cold temperatures. Unfortunately, we are working on getting the heating fixed.”
“It wasn’t as cold in the lobby,” I said, with a questioning look.
“Yes, the offices have their own temperature source and currently mine is broken.” Beth stated with anger lacing her voice. “So, you are the famous Skylar I hav
