Is Charlie Cox Blind Novels & Stories

She sobs softly. Charles was utterly shock and felt even guiltier of what America will go through after her surgery and he feels much worse, “Y-You mean… she will go blind?” Doctor Davis nods, “I’m afraid so.” “Is…” Charles’ voice softens as he tries his best to be strong for her and America’s mom who is almost about to faint. “Is there any other way to fix her eyesight?” “I don’t think there will be a cure for permanent blindness. Her optic nerve is highly affected form the concussion. I’m very sorry.” Doctor Davis sounded sad.

Fastening the collar around her neck, he said, “Drake has a dragon tattoo on the left side of his neck. Short curly hair. Black-framed specs. Dark brown eyes.” “Okay,” she whispered, biting her lip at the pinch of the collar pressing against her skin. “Carson Meyer is the person you are sold to. He has dark brown eyes, no specs, and straight jet-black hair. It’s short, though. And you already recognize their voices, if I’m not wrong, right?” Theo turned around, holding the blindfolds. “Yes, Theo,” she replied, keeping her voice low—most probably because she couldn’t speak boldly, knowing she was sold to someone who might kill her on a mere suspicion of betrayal.

“Have you and Zak used these before?” “Not many, sir. I have the room stocked with things I like and want to try. Zak isn’t as into pain as I am.” “Good.” I smile. I grab a blindfold, leg cuffs, and a vibrator with a broad head. I turn back to Charlie, carrying my selections. A wide smile grows on her lips and her gaze becomes even more heated. “This will be fun,” I say.

Yet, amidst the flurry of preparations, a single figure stood apart – Nana, the King's trusted advisor, her brow furrowed in worry. Lucius, the Alpha King, was nowhere to be seen. Blind since birth, he navigated the palace with an uncanny awareness, a symphony of memorized footfalls and the subtle shifts in air currents his constant companions. Yet, tonight, the familiar rhythm of his steps was absent.

I’m not sure how she’d react to that. “You…” I clear my throat. “…He’s not…worth…crying over.” Slowly, she turns to me, sniffling. Her eyes are wide open. “…He’s…blind. To you. To anyone not h-himself. K-Kind but…not when it…it’s unrestrained. Won’t treat you like you’re special... You deserve b-better.” Charlie stares at me for a little bit, hiccupping. “If… If that’s the case, why are you with him?”

Oof, he just got ignored… They whispered in their hearts, but the moment Charlie turned around, they quickly looked away—pretending to busy themselves with luggage, or admiring the rainbow… Anything, as long as they didn’t meet his eyes. Whoever made eye contact was doomed. The driver was far sharper than them. He had long since put on sunglasses—the perfect prop for playing blind. Charlie strode up the steps first. Candice and Sophia followed behind. Jerry and Rex trailed at the rear with the Hawthorneggage.

Seong outside. ~ At Dr. Pung's office. Jung-Ho and Mrs. Gwan are having a conversation with Dr. Pung. "It's been a while Mrs. Gwan." He smiles when he is done with the call. "Yeah right." She smiles back. "How is Sook-Ja now?" Jung-Ho asks impatiently. "She is awake." Dr. Pung says. "Really?" Jung-Ho asks excitedly while grabbing the doctor's attention. "But, there is a problem." Dr. Pung says and sighs. Jung-Ho and Mrs. Gwan sit in silence waiting for the doctor to continue. "She lost her vision to see." He explains and glances at Jung-Ho and Mrs. Gwan who are both shocked.

“I’m not running, because I’m… I’m blind. I don’t know where the door is, so I have to listen to you and your friends’ footsteps and follow them. It’s normally really easy to listen and follow people, but there’s a lot of fighting and noise. It makes it harder to hear, but I don’t need your help, I can do it myself.” Charms said, as she turned her head slightly, trying to listen as she walked. Razz was shocked that she was blind, he hadn’t even noticed it. She had walked over to Shawna and the rest of the girls with ease, she even looked them in the eyes. So how could she be blind and still able to do all those things without help. Razz thought to himself with a frown.

Placing the last batch of cookies on the counter to cool, Charlie decides to go up to Blurin's room. "Hey, Blurin?" She whispers followed by a small knock. She hears shuffling around before a soft 'Open!' enters her ears. She pushes open the door and walk-in. She notices that one of his legs is on the bed and the other is dangling carelessly on the other side. His shortstops a little below his knee and his ashen grey t-shirt is a tad rumpled. Charlie couldn't help but notice the bags residing underneath his eyes or the way his eyes sometimes darts frantically or the way his looks like a thousand fingers has traveled through it.

Matthew stands next to me He was serious, how could you train a deaf and blind person? “How?” He looks at Charlie and moves around in front of her, stepping all around the room. He picks something up and throws it at Charlie which she manages to catch before it hit her in the face. A small three-inch needle. How was that even possible? “She is capable of so much” Charlie drops the needle and it clatters to the floor, her foot moves over it and flattens it to the floor so it does not make a sound. “How is that possible?” “Her other senses are heightened”