The first time Kylo Ren looked into her eyes, he knew he was a goner.
Those hazel eyes had melted his dark heart.
They deeply fascinated him but scared him beyond control.
Perhaps it had been the way she had looked at him, when she called him a monster in the forest. Her eyes had lit with passion, one he had yet to experience.
It had made his heart ache with foreign pain.
When they touched hands, her eyes never left his. They were glued to each other's, her touch electrifying his skin.
When he asked her to join him, her sad eyes froze his own dark ones.
Deep in his heart, he knew they would see each other again.
And so they did.
They met on the Resistance base.
Kylo Ren was slowly disappearing. Ben Solo had bloomed once again.
In the midst of it all, a new order was on the horizon.
It was a painful and long process but Ben was learned to be trusted.
New relationships had bloomed and thrived, primarily that of Ben and Rey's.
So when he asked her to be his, she said yes.
Soon after their union he found himself looking at the same hazel eyes he loved so dearly, as well as his own pale skin and locks of ebony hair.
Ben Solo fell in love with Rey's eyes the moment they met.
But he fell in love with his daughter's eyes the moment she was born and in his arms.
If Rey was his salvation, his daughter was certainly his redemption.
Fin