Blind Love

“Ah!”My brother’s screams tore through the room, each one piercing my heart like a knife.The man responsible, Samuel Finley, lounged casually on the sofa, idly stroking a small white cat in his hands. His voice was calm, almost lazy, as he spoke.“Still refusing to contact your dear sister?”“You know, I have at least a hundred ways to deal with you…”Samuel’s men tossed my brother to the floor like a broken doll. His battered body hit the ground with a sickening thud.Face contorted in pain, he muttered weakly, “Della... Della is already gone.”Samuel let out a cruel laugh.“Still lying to me?“I was willing to show you a little mercy for old times’ sake, but you seem to prefer the hard way.“Fine. Hit him again!”My brother’s cries of agony filled the room, each one shredding what remained of my resolve. I wanted to rush forward, to throw myself between him and his tormentors—but I was trapped, forced to stay by Samuel’s side as a ghost.Even as he suffered, my brother’

Samuel and Sophie had grown up together.Their marriage was arranged when they were children, but when Samuel’s father was sent to prison, the Finley family hit rock bottom.The Hales family denied the engagement. Worse, they allied with other families to suppress the Finleys.Samuel told me he hated the Hales family.“I never expected them to come to our aid, but I never thought they’d kick us while we were down!” he said bitterly.He told me how Sophie belittled and looked down on him in high school. Those humiliations, combined with years of setbacks, turned Samuel into someone cold and withdrawn.Everything changed when he met me.I introduced him to new friends and helped him start his business. Balancing my own studies and work, I supported him in running the company. Slowly, the Finley family began to rise again.I thought we were building a life together, that nothing could tear us apart. In the end, fate had other plans.The white lies I told to protect him gave Sop

Samuel’s pupils constricted. A flash of disbelief crossed his eyes as he demanded, “Say that again?”The voice on the other end stammered, trembling with fear. “Mr... Mr. Finley, Miss Jensen... she... she died saving you.”“Her grave is on Luther Avenue, in the suburbs…”The words confirmed the location—the very place where they stood.A vein bulged on Samuel’s forehead as his grip tightened around the phone. His knuckles turned white.“You’re all lying to me, just like the Jensen family, aren’t you?”“No... Mr. Finley, I swear, everything I found is the truth…” The person’s voice shook, betraying their terror at Samuel’s fury.Nearby, my mother slumped on the ground, cradling her bruised arm. Her voice was filled with bitterness as she muttered, “Back then, I should’ve stopped her from donating her cornea to you. If I had, she wouldn’t have ended up like this…”Samuel exploded. “You’re talking nonsense!” he bellowed.“It was Sophie who gave me her cornea, and it was Della who

“You say Della died to donate her cornea to me. Where’s the proof? I want to see the evidence!”Samuel’s demeanor had shifted entirely; he now looked more like a thug than the man I once knew.His men had already investigated the matter thoroughly, but he still demanded from my mother the original documents about my supposed death.My mother’s eyes reddened, her face pale and sickly after enduring Samuel’s relentless aggression. She trembled as she spoke.“Back then… I gave the relevant documents to Jaden. I don’t have them anymore, but I still have photos of Della in critical condition on my phone.”“If you want to see them, I can get them for you now…”“Jaden?” Samuel massaged his temples, his tone turning icy.“So, Della’s death is tied to Jaden?”A harsh laugh escaped him as he pieced together his twisted version of the truth.“Ha, I get it now… You really are something. I almost believed you.”Samuel suddenly lashed out, kicking the door open with a loud crash. His voice

Samuel drove straight to the hospital.When he arrived at the ward, Sophie was still pretending to be blind.“Sam, is that you?” she asked hesitantly.Samuel’s voice was cold and indifferent. “Yes.”He approached Sophie’s bedside with an expressionless face, his movements deliberate.Sophie immediately sensed something was off, but she dared not ask directly.“Sam, are you in a bad mood today?” she ventured cautiously.Samuel shook his head, lifting his hand to cover her eyes gently.“I found... Della.”“Really? Does that mean I’m saved?” Sophie’s voice was filled with excitement, her relief evident.Samuel nodded slowly. “Yes. You’ll be able to have surgery soon.”I watched silently, unsure of what Samuel was planning, but I thought Sophie was celebrating too early.Without hesitation, Samuel called the doctor, and within moments, a group of people arrived to wheel Sophie toward the operating room.As they prepared to move her, Sophie’s unease began to grow, though she ma