The Reunion (3)

Carrying unique charm, his peerless, shaped face, with a strong, sharp chin and sword-like eyebrows above dark blue eyes, filled with warmth and ecstasy as they looked at Alina. His long inky black hair draped over his sturdy, broad shoulders, and he wore a gentle smile filled with nostalgia. 

Alina's stupor eyes started to widen in disbelief as that perfectly handsome, white face in front of her overlapped with a scrawny face of her dreams, and that familiar feeling emitting from him made it pretty clear who this mysterious person was. 

"B…b-big bro-" She wanted to yell out loud, but her soft voice was trembling as she gazed at those familiar dark blue eyes that also looked at her with tenderness. 

Even after seventeen years of separation, nothing seemed to have changed in those eyes as they looked at her just like she remembered as if they were never separated.