And he would look at her in the most cruelest way. He looked into her eyes as if he was searching for her soul, as if he was searching for all the pain so he could suck it out of her.  It was dreadful, it really was. It was almost excruiciating yet ironic that he was seeking to remove the sadness within her when really he was the one who was going to cause her more pain. The way he looked at her made her weak, but not in the cute weak to your knees way but the awful kind of weak where she felt empty and defenceless as if someone was drowning her and she could not get out of the water. It stupidly let her believe only in the good in the world, in these instances it was impossible for people to be selfish nor do any harm, where making the world a better place seemed like a realistic goal. It blinded her, it made her so naive. She opened up, so I guess his 'look' worked as he was able to see every inch of her soul, so to have an optimist perspective at least one of them got what they wanted. She on the other hand was dragged into his fucked-up spiral.