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Оглавление“Eli…open your eyes…please…”
A faint flicker of his eyelashes and finally she could glimpse the pale blue of his eyes. Unfocused. She could see his pupils weren’t dilated. Good. He coughed more and closed his eyes. He became still again, though continued breathing. She examined the cut to his forehead—just a small trickle of watery blood from the gaping wound. At least the icy water had constricted the open blood vessels and stopped any bleeding.
As the last bit of strength seeped from her, she begged him, “Eli, please, open your eyes. Wake up.”
And he did as she asked. His eyes locked onto hers with a flicker of recognition. In that moment, she knew he would live.
His hand found its way to her face. “There are those brown eyes I’ve been waiting to see.”
Again, that phrase that always brought so much peace.
What did it mean?
