Those eyes, that usually were full of love and admiration, were gone. Now they were filled with disappointment and disgust.
He deserved those slaps, but not for throwing away all his 'precious gifts' but for taking all the love and warmness from those deep pools of chocolate brown.
She didn't include herself in his group of friends.
The moment those eyes discovered his manipulation and use of that sassy bridesmaid, they became empty. No love, no hate, no sadness, nothing.
He used Janine like Moriarty had used Molly.
She just looked at him from her seat at the hospital room with empty eyes. He had failed her again, and now she had discovered that he was unworthy of her love and affections.
Because he never was.
Now as he looked through the window of the plane, heading to his death, he wondered what her eyes would show if they had seen what he had done.
He wouldn't get to see them or her anymore.
How he would have wanted to have the chance to fill her eyes again with love and adoration.
But it was too late. He was 7 years late.
However, he vowed himself as he talked to Mycroft through the phone that he would make himself worthy of those eyes.
Even if he died trying it.