Blindfolded Synonym Novels & Stories

By the end of the test, the doctor's brows were deeply furrowed. "This..." He murmured under his breath. "It shouldn't be possible."Lucas felt his throat tighten. "Doctor?" The older man looked at him gravely. "I believe your sense of pheromones is severely impaired."Lucas frowned. "What does that mean?" "It means your body doesn't process pheromones the way most people do."Lucas stared blankly. "So...?" The doctor folded his hands together. "Simply put..." "You are pheromone blind.”

The door slammed shut, the engine roared, tires screeching against the floor. A blindfold was pulled over my eyes in one swift move. Darkness took me.

Memories of our time together stirred in my head, ridiculing me for what I had lost. Just as I thought I couldn't bear it anymore, I heard the door burst open and Simone's voice called out, "Willow! George sent me to check on you!" I turned towards the sound, my hands outstretched in front of me. "Simone...I'm blind," I whispered. She sat with me on the bed, her hand brushing my hair. "What do you mean?" She chuckled. "George said you were sick" "Yeah, and he means it literally. I'm sick in the head, sick in my brain, my heart, everything" I cried. "I can't see you, Simone. My eyesight is gone"

When she exited the privy, it didn’t take long for Z to take a hold of her hand once again. Not really needing to swing her cane to and fro, she held it out in front of her, angled slightly outward to prevent from bumping into a wall or another object. Most people, when leading the blind, did not account for the additional space the person beside them required when passing objects. Z, however, seemed to guide her effortlessly down the ship’s narrow corridors and busy foyers.

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I аѕkеd, feeling hopeful he wоuld elaborate mоrе. “That kіnd оf dеfеаtѕ thе оbjесt of thе blіndfоld.” “Spoilsport,” I huffеd. Yоu соuldn’t blаmе a girl fоr trуіng.

My eyes scan the lady before me and I see her tag says, "Ask me for help. Faith." "I remember you quite well, Faith. It's good to see you, take care," I comment and then elude to my sisters' side. "It was good to see you?" Tarra asks, mocking my words to Faith. "Okay, big ears. I was just being nice." "Yeah too nice," Tarra adds and looks back at Faith. "You know what they say though?" "What do they say? And who's they?" I ask, confused as all get-out.

Gwan who are both shocked. "What?" Jung-Ho raises his voice, making Mrs. Gwan hold his hand. "Yes Mr. Gwan, At first we thought it was because she was unconscious for a month but unfortunately nothing worked on her. It will take time to get her vision back." He looks at them and continues. "But, we are not sure there are only 2% chances." He continues and pauses while glancing at Mrs. Gwan and Jung-Ho. "What do you mean?" Jung-Ho asks. "We are sorry Mr. Gwan but we can only hope right now." Dr. Pung apologises again. "What? No, There has to be a solution!" Jung-Ho exclaims while clenching her teeth. "There is nothing else we can do." Jung-Ho's eyes welled up with tears and guilt visible on h

"A blindfold." "What do we need a blindfold for? Are you planning a surprise party or something?" I frowned. "No. It’s for your eyes. I can't let you see how we're getting to the town." He replied. "What the hell? I'm not wearing a f*cking blindfold, Michael!" I scowled as I shrugged off his hand. "Then you aren't going out." "The f*ck! You can't go back on your words. We already agreed."

I take a slow breath and write the only word that feels right. **Safe word: Green** A tiny, nervous laugh escapes me. How fitting for the “boring” girl. I fold the paper, set the pen down, and pick up the blindfold. The silk is cool and smooth against my fingers. My pulse spikes as I slip it over my eyes and tie it securely behind my head. Darkness swallows everything. Suddenly the only things I can sense are the faint scent of leather and sandalwood in the air, the low thrum of music, and the frantic beat of my own heart.