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Nora POV
I turned uneasily on my bed, sweating profusely. My body was drenched in sweat and it didn't seem like it was going to get better.
"Where the hell is Josephine?" I murmured to myself, anticipating the arrival of the nurse assigned to me. Or even Landon. I needed a miracle person to step in and adjust the room temperature.
I can't take this anymore. I frowned in frustration, deciding to do it myself.
I groped the bedspread tightly, still hoping for someone to walk in. But after a moment I decided to do it myself, secretly praying that I would not be caught.
My eyeballs moved gently under my eyelids and I slowly opened my eyes. The direct beam of sunlight on me made me shut my eyes back.
No wonder it was so hot.
The bed had been moved to face the only window where light radiated in and unfortunately for me, it was doing exactly that.
I sighed in frustration. I needed to open my eyes despite how unsafe it was for me. I was just starting to recover and was not going to take the risk for it.
I opened my eyes again, this time I tried my best to move my head to the side to reduce the light constraints. A smile of satisfaction appeared on my lips when the room lay in pure sight. It was blurry but I couldn't have been more satisfied.
Two days earlier, I had been able to see but only things that had color in them. All other things were as blank as when I was completely blind.
My secret was light—I needed light to see but when there was none, the room stood still, my blindness taking over.
The accident may have cost me some years of my life but if it hadn't happened, I would never have met the love of my life and I was willing to risk my life for him again.
I swung my feet gently to the ground and stood, holding onto the table beside the bed to maintain my balance. My feet hurt as I dragged myself towards the hall, leaning against it slightly to catch my breath.
I made my way to the control panel of the air conditioner slowly, using my hands to trace the wall for support. As I moved, my overalls got entangled in a nail by the wall causing me to lose my balance and stumble backwards, hitting the drawer with my waist in the process.
"Ouch!" I cried out in pain, massaging my waist as I staggered to the curtain for support.
I slid the curtain open and to my surprise, I saw Landon standing behind it.
Why is he here? To see me? My heart skipped a beat as I saw his perfect body in my view, a blush creeping into my face.
I decided it was the perfect time to tell him about how I had recovered my sight, so I held out my hand to touch him when a voice spoke causing my hand to freeze in the air.
"Is that Nora?"
The nurse's voice resounded clearly in my ears. At once, I switched into my blind mode.
"Nurse Josephine?" My voice panicked, my hands wandering all over the curtain. "Is that you? I…I have been expecting you," I whimpered, my voice barely a whisper.
Josephine pushed herself away from Landon who was planting kisses on her face. She lunged forward and rested on the wall, her arms crossed around her chest.
"I didn't know you knew your way around or why are you not in bed?" The nurse eyed me suspiciously, her gaze moving to Landon in annoyance.
She had told him that she was not in the mood to sleep with him today.
"No, nurse Josephine, the room felt a little hotter than usual, so, ehm, I tried locating the control panel of the air conditioner," I explained, my eyes everywhere except them.
"Do you mind doing that for me, Josephine?" I brought my palms together in plea, almost sobbing in the process.
Josephine sighed and exchanged glances with Landon. "What do you think?" She mouthed to him.
"Okay," Josephine walked out of the curtains, her steps quiet as she moved towards the control.
"Have you heard from Landon today? He promised to be here today."
I moved my attention to Josephine who had now adjusted the room temperature.
That dress. I squinted my eyes in recognition but quickly got myself back before I got caught.
That was my dress. I would never forget it. The colorful sequin gown was a gift from Landon and I had never even worn it.
My mind was still all over the place when Josephine turned to me. "Fine now?" The coldness in her voice could not be hidden.
"Yes, Josephine. Thank you so much." I managed to force a bright smile on my face despite the soreness in my throat.
"Get back to bed," Josephine ordered, making her way back to Landon. But I saw it—the flirty eyes she threw at him, her cleavages that lay open, and then the necklace.
What the… I almost cursed out. It was fine that she was wearing my dress or maybe even sleeping with my fiancé but to wear my mother's necklace?
My veins popped in my neck and I tightened my fist. I watched as Josephine lunged her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply.
My heart turned to ice and I stared at them openly making out in the room. The excitement of regaining my sight was instantly replaced by a crushing chill.
If my vision had never returned, would I have been blind to their deception forever?
I took a breath to calm my emotions and turned to go back to the bed when I stumbled and knocked over a small cabinet, sending a saline bottle crashing onto the floor, and drenching the two in cold liquid.
Josephine screamed in shock and a smirk appeared on my lips.
"What are you doing?" Josephine screamed.
"Where is Landon?" I snapped, my tone evidently harsh. I refused to apologize, losing every bit of respect I had for them. I still pretended not to see Landon.
Silence erupted in the room for a brief moment and the two exchanged glances in suspicion.
I heard someone cough just when I thought he was going to continue pretending.
"Landon! Are you fine?"
Landon took a look at Josephine with surprise. "How did she know?" He whispered to her and she shrugged.
"Please get me medicine from the cabinet," he spoke finally, testing to see if I had regained my sight.
TYLER'S POVI stood in the hallway outside Nora's room, my fist clenched at my side. The black rose and the note. Someone had been in her room without my knowledge.That could not happen. Not in my house. Not under my watch.I turned and walked down the stairs, my footsteps heavy on the marble. The elders would be waiting in the meeting room. They always waited when something unexpected happened.And bringing Nora home had been very unexpected.I pushed open the doors to the private meeting room. Five faces turned toward me. The gang elders. Men and women who had served my family for decades.Adrian sat at the head of the table, his fingers steepled under his chin. He was the oldest and the most cunning. Nothing escaped his notice."Tyler." He nodded at me. "We need to talk."I closed the doors behind me and took my seat. "About what?""About the woman you brought home." Clara leaned forward, her sharp eyes studying my face. "You called her your wife.""That is correct.""Since when d
NORA'S POVI stared at the wedding dress, my hands still clutching the note. Wear this tomorrow. The words blurred as tears filled my eyes.I reached out and touched the fabric again, this time noticing the details. The lace was old. Not old in a worn way, but vintage. Delicate and yellowed slightly at the edges.This was not a new dress. This was Isabella's dress.The dress she would have worn to marry Tyler. The dress that never made it to a wedding.And now he wanted me to wear it.My stomach turned. I stepped back from the closet, my breath coming in short bursts. I could not do this. I could not pretend to be her.But what choice did I have? The contract bound me to Tyler. I was his possession now. If he wanted me to wear a dead woman's wedding dress, I had no power to refuse.I forced myself to look around the room again. Really look this time.The vanity caught my attention. I walked over to it and sat down on the velvet stool. The mirror reflected my pale face at me, making me
NORA'S POVI could not let her walk away. Not after what she had just said. I hurried out of the room, my feet moving before my mind could catch up."Wait!" I called out, my voice echoing down the empty hallway.Lily stopped but did not turn around. Her shoulders tensed like she was bracing herself for something painful.I caught up to her, slightly out of breath. "Please. You cannot just say something like that and leave."She glanced over her shoulder, her eyes darting left and right. "I should not have said anything.""But you did." I stepped closer, lowering my voice. "Who are you talking about? Who do I look like?"Lily's face crumpled with worry. She looked like she wanted to run, but something kept her rooted in place. "Not here," she whispered.She grabbed my wrist and pulled me down the corridor. We turned a corner and she pushed open a door I had not noticed before. The room inside was small and dark, filled with cleaning supplies and old furniture.Lily shut the door behind
NORA'S POVMy fingers trembled as I reached for the drawer again. I knew I should not be looking through Tyler's things, but I could not stop myself. The woman in the photograph haunted me.I pulled the drawer open fully this time. More photographs spilled into view, each one showing the same beautiful woman. She had dark hair that fell in waves past her shoulders. Her smile was warm and genuine.But it was her eyes that made my stomach drop. They were the exact shape as mine. The same curve to her cheekbones. The same delicate arch to her eyebrows.We could have been twins.I picked up another photograph. This one showed her in a flowing white dress, standing in a garden filled with roses. Sunlight caught in her hair, making it shine like silk.She looked happy. Carefree. Everything I would never be.The next photograph made my breath cease. The woman stood beside Tyler, but he looked different. Younger. His face was softer, without the hard edges I had come to know. His arm wrapped
NORA'S POVTyler's hand wrapped around my wrist as he pulled me away from the crowd of elders. Their stares burned into my back, but I had no strength left to care what they thought of me.He led me through a marble hallway that seemed to stretch forever. My feet ached with each step, but I forced myself to keep up with his long strides. The walls were lined with expensive art that I could barely make out in my unreliable vision.We stopped at a heavy wooden door. Tyler pushed it open and gestured for me to enter. I hesitated, before stepping into what appeared to be his private study.The room smelled of leather and cedar. Dark bookshelves lined the walls, filled with volumes I would never have time to read. A massive desk was in the center, polished to a mirror shine.Tyler walked to the desk and dropped a folder he had been holding. The same contract Landon had signed. My stomach twisted into knots as he laid it flat on the surface between us."Sit," he commanded, his voice leaving
Nora POV "I can't leave…" A muffled sound boomed in the quiet room.I turned immediately at the sound of the voice, shock and excitement bursting within me. Never in a lifetime had I thought that I would hear my mother's voice clear and sharp again.But all I saw was an old fragile and frail woman back in her confused, delusional state. I turned back bitter and dejected, the only string of hope I had was lost. How could I have imagined that my mother would be lucid again?I was now at the mercy of a stranger. Who I believed had a hand in the underworld—I was a hundred percent sure. That did not amaze me, after all, I just discovered the hidden identity and operations of Darius, Landon's father.Tyler's men dragged me out of the room, doing the same with my mother. "Please be careful with her. She is very weak." I pleaded as we walked out."And wear her coat." I screamed again.Landon collapsed on the bed when it was just him. He was glad to have gotten rid of the pest in his life but







