All Chapters of Luna Pretending To Be Blind: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Yara’s POVI sat there with the file still open in front of me, and then everything suddenly made sense.Daniel had not been keeping me alive out of guilt. He had not been hesitating because some part of him still cared. He had been giving me those drugs for a reason. If I died too soon, my family would step in. They would start checking everything. They would fight to take back what belonged to me. And if that happened, the group shares in his hands would turn into trouble for him instead of safety.But if I stayed alive, weak, confused, and easy to control, then he could keep using me. He could keep me there as proof. He could keep reaching for my family’s assets little by little.The thought made my whole body go cold. At the same time, a feeling of relief rose in me too.He had not wanted me dead yet. That meant I still had time. He had been cruel, greedy, and careful, but his greed had also kept me alive.The lawyer looked at me and said, “Short-selling is possible, but it will

Yara’s POVRyker’s question stayed in my mind even after we left the school gate.He had asked about Jeremiah so suddenly, and I knew I had to be careful. Children noticed more than adults thought, but they were also quick to repeat things without meaning any harm. If Ryker said the wrong thing at home, it could ruin everything. So I kept my voice light and answered in the safest way I could.“Your brother went to summer camp,” I said. “He’ll be back later.”Ryker looked up at me. “Really?”“Yes,” I said, still holding his hand as we walked. “He’s away for now, that’s all.”He seemed to accept it, though not fully. I could tell he wanted to ask more, but by then we had already reached the car.I bent slightly, guided him with one hand, and helped him into the back seat. I moved slowly and carefully, keeping up the act I always had to wear outside. My fingers brushed the edge of the door before I found the handle properly, and I lowered myself in with practiced caution. Once I was se

Yara’s POVThe moment Beth sent the video, I opened it.At first, I only saw Daniel and Caroline sitting close together, talking in low voices. The camera angle was not perfect, but it was clear enough. Clear enough for me to see their faces. Clear enough for me to hear their voices. Then I heard the words that made my whole body go cold.My blindness had not been an accident.It had not been bad luck. It had not been some cruel twist of fate.Daniel and Caroline had planned it.For a second, I could not breathe. My hand shook so badly that I nearly dropped the phone. Then the shock broke apart, and anger rushed in so fast it made my chest hurt.I replayed the video again and again.Each time, it became worse.Daniel’s voice was calm in the clip. Caroline’s too. They spoke about what happened to me as if they were discussing a small problem they had already solved. There was no guilt on either of their faces. No shame. No fear. Just ugly calm.My sight, my life and my pain, they had

Yara’s POVBeth and I went outside the gate, keeping enough distance that we would not be pulled into the mess too early.The night air felt heavy. The street was quiet in that uneasy way that made every sound seem louder than it really was. Judy was standing closer to the house, still worked up from what had happened earlier. Even from where I stood, I could tell she was restless. She kept looking toward the road, waiting for Daniel to return. Beth folded her arms and looked in the same direction. “He’ll come.”“He will,” I said.There was no doubt about that. Judy had called him in tears and anger. A man like Daniel would not ignore that, not when he still needed to keep every part of his ugly little world in place.Beth shifted beside me. “And my husband?”I looked farther down the road.He was there too.He had not left properly after storming off. He had only pulled away and stayed close, burning in his own suspicion, waiting for something to confirm what he already wanted to b

The Author’s PerspectiveDaniel was not dead.Judy stood there breathing hard. Her face was pale, and her voice shook when she called Daniel’s name again. Daniel wiped the blood from his mouth with the back of his hand. His face was swollen already, and one side of his shirt was dirty from the ground. He looked furious and humiliated.The two men helped him back into the house. Judy followed behind them, still shaken.Inside, one of the men brought the first aid box while the other stood in front of Daniel, waiting for an answer.“Why would someone attack you like that?” he asked. “Do you know him?”Daniel’s face turned dark. “No.”The man frowned. “Then why did he come straight for you?”“I said I don’t know,” Daniel snapped.The room went quiet for a moment.Judy had been standing nearby the whole time. She was still angry from everything that had happened outside. She had nearly been hit, had screamed for help, and had watched Daniel get beaten in front of the house. Now he was b