Chapter 45 Do You Hate My Eyes?

• Francisco's lips curled into a small smile, and he began to tap his fingers lightly on the table. His eyes fixed on Hazel, he remarked, "You look beautiful in blue."
• Hazel, in contrast, swallowed her food and pressed her lips together. It was evident she was growing weary of Francisco's conversation, and her primary desire was to leave the situation.
• "Thank you, sir, but I don't like blue," she replied, her tone indicating a lack of enthusiasm.