What is it in him that has really changed? She questioned inwardly. Gabriella found herself staring at him, her mind racing to reconcile the person in front of her with the boy she had known.
His blue eyes as vividly as she could remember were not magnetic as they now draw her into staring long into them. Those eyes once filled with childish mischief now held a depth of wisdom that came with age and experience.
His features, once fresh and innocent now had become defined and handsome. The way he smiled and laughed, those days were so pure, the melody of a little boy, but the sound of his melodious laughter that made his presence vibrant had now turned cold.
"You look different, but I can still see the boy in you, the spark that has always been there."