Felix's eyes were unique. He knew it very well himself. He could tell it, and other people could tell it as well. They were like two shiny golden orbs, beautiful and exquisite. No one else had eyes remotely close to his, aside from his mother, who had inherited them from his grandmother. Even if some amber eyes appeared golden, they still couldn't compare. They were beautiful…
But they were still just a pair of eyes. No matter how stunning and unique they were, it didn't really matter. Their peerless charm didn't save Felix's mother from being rejected and neglected. They didn't help Felix in any way either. There was nothing special about them, just that their color was a bit unique, that's all…
Or so Felix had thought.
Judging by Agnes' reaction and her interest in his eyes, though… Could it be that there was something more to them?
