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In The Arms Of The Blind Don The Man With Sight
Chapter Eighty-sevenEnzoI could really see. It wasn’t just an imagination , it wasn’t just a dream, it was the truth, it was my new reality. I could see.I blinked slowly, taking in the bright fluorescent lights, the award plaque on the Doctor’s shelves. The world had color again. Light again. Texture and depth.And the first person I wanted to tell… no, had to tell was Rain. I just needed this confirmation from a professional, I needed to know I wasn’t just being delusional and this was my truth before I could tell her.I stood up, steady on my feet, but not from physical strength. I was anchored by something deeper, by joy, gratitude and love. The kind of joy that swells in your throat and pushes tears right through your yes. But I pulled mine back as I stepped out of the office and nodded silently to the doctor. He was still stunned, his mouth slightly open, as if trying to figure out how science had failed to prepare him for a moment like this.I still remember the last time I c
In The Arms Of The Blind Don Seeing Eyes
Chapter Eighty-sixEnzoI still couldn’t believe it. It felt unreal—like a dream I wasn’t ready to wake up from. That I could hold Rain in my arms, not just breathe in the scent of her hair, but actually see it. That I could look at the strands of her long, flowing hair as they fell in smooth waves and stopped just above her waist. It was no longer a memory I clung to in the dark—it was here, in front of me, alive and vivid.That I could not only inhale the familiar scent of her clothes, that soft jasmine and something unique scent of hers, but now see the exact shade of the fabric hugging her skin, the way the light clung to it. It felt like witnessing color for the first time. It felt like stepping into a new world.What overwhelmed me most was her eyes. I couldn’t just guess their direction anymore or rely on instinct to know when she was looking at me. I could see her eyes now, the warm, deep, a color I’d only dreamed about and I could see the way they twitched slightly when they
In The Arms Of The Blind Don A Miracle
Chapter Eighty-sixEnzoWas this a dream? Or was this how heaven had chosen to play with me today? Was all of this just my imagination, something my mind had conjured because I had wanted it so badly? Because one thing I had longed for more than anything else in this world was to see again.I kept my eyes shut, tightly, almost like forcing them open too quickly would shatter the miracle that had just touched me. But the truth was, I didn’t even believe in miracles. Not really. I had never been that man. I never thought things could just happen without a force behind it, an external, human force. Something logical. Something real. But if this was real… if I had truly seen that flash of light a few moments ago, then maybe everything I believed in was about to change.Maybe miracles did exist. Maybe they had just skipped over me for too long, and I stopped believing because I had never been chosen. But what if… what if I had just been chosen now?With my fingers curled into the sheets an
In The Arms Of The Blind Don A Miracle?
Chapter Eight-fiveEnzoIt was that time of the year again.It was the one night where the world’s strongest men, the kings of the shadows, the capos of different cartels and ground, the wolves in tailored suits, came together under one roof. Whether you were an enemy or an ally, it didn’t matter that night. That night, there’d be no grudges, no vendettas, no blood spilled on the floor—just silence, power, and presence. For that single evening, we were all one. We were the same.It was the gathering of the underworld.They called it the Syndicate Ball.It was always a night wrapped in mystery, spoken of only in code. Where fortunes were discussed over glasses of century-old wine. Where wars were postponed for a dance. Where vengeance were paused for a drink. Where the deadliest men alive smiled politely and shook hands with the ones they would one day bury. Whether you meant it or not, that night, you had to have a smile masked on your face.It was a tradition. It was a show of unity
In The Arms Of The Blind Don The Invitation
Chapter Eighty-fourEnzoI still couldn’t believe it.I couldn’t believe that the innocent woman I married, the one whose breath used to tremble just from the sound of my voice, the one who nearly passed out the first time she stepped into my inner room and discovered who I really was—was the same woman who pulled the trigger tonight. The same woman who shot my enemy without flinching. Without hesitation. Without mercy.I still remembered how carefully she used to walk beside me back then, like the very ground she was working on was shifting beneath her feet. How she moved with cautious reverence, as though every step was being watched. After she found out who I truly was, I could sense the fear. I could sense her restraint. If she had gotten the chance, I knew she would have asked me to walk away from it all, to stop, to choose a different path.But that same woman, the same fragile Rain had held up a gun tonight and shot Andrew. Andrew, the man she once loved. The man she had confes
In The Arms Of The Blind Don Love & Strength
Chapter Eighty-threeRain My hands were shaking uncontrollably, even as I clung to Enzo like he was the only anchor in a world that had turned into quicksand beneath my feet. My entire body trembled with a violent force, a storm brewing from the inside out, threatening to sweep me away, to drown me in the weight of what I had just done.I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know where to turn or what to feel. My mind was spinning in chaotic circles, unable to process the gravity of what had just happened. It felt like a terrible dream—no, a nightmare. One of those horrifying kinds you fight to wake up from, only to realize the pain is real. The scene played again and again in my mind like a twisted film on repeat: the sound of the gunshot, the recoil that threw me off balance, the sheer force that knocked me backward and down to the floor. And then—Andrew’s face. The anguish. The shock. The slow collapse of his body as the bullet pierced through his chest and he crumpled to the ground,
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