Love Is Blind Ep 7 Novels & Stories

and Louis' voice was like a plaintive harp, so mournful was its tone, "Maude, once in the very spot where mother is lying now, you said because I was a cripple you would love me all the more. You have kept that promise well, my sister. You have been all the world to me, and now that you are blind I, too, will love you more. I will be your light—your eyes, and when James De Vere comes back—" "No, no, no," moaned Maude, sinking upon the floor. "Nobody will care for me. Nobody will love a blind girl. Oh, is it wicked to wish that I could die, lying here in the sunshine, which I shall never see again?" There was a movement at the door, and Mrs. Kennedy appeared, starting back as her eye fell upo

Travis’s POV Her eyes fluttered open, struggling against the weight of exhaustion, the brightness of the hospital lights making her wince. I didn’t wait for her to ask. Didn’t even give her a chance to say a word. I just stood up immediately, crossed the room in two steps, and yanked the blinds shut. The room dimmed, the harsh fluorescent glow fading into something softer, more bearable. And when I turned back to her, her gaze was already on me. Soft. Tired. Filled with something I couldn’t quite name. "You always know, don’t you?" she whispered, her voice rough, barely there.

Vanessa‘s voice trailed off when she realized what she was about to say. “I don’t love her and I will never love her” the blind man suddenly blurted, “why will I fall in love with a liar and a cheat? You should know me better” Nessa didn’t say anything again as her lips curled into a smile, she knew Nathan was still hopelessly in love with her. Their cuddles were interrupted when her phone began to buzz and the moment she saw the caller ID. Her countenance changed and it looked like she was about to cry.

“Do you think I’m that much of a monster who won’t take care of you, Emilia?” I bristle at this. “You killed your brother right in front of me—” “Something he deserved, trust me,” he says, leaning back in his chair again. “It honestly baffles me how you never saw the bad side of him. Love truly is blind, isn’t it?” Leaping up from the table, I am about to argue with him when I see white spots dancing in my eyes and feel myself falling. My vision goes blank and my heart starts racing, but when I come to, I’m staring up into obsidian eyes full of concern.

However, I didn't call her out and instead allowed her to work in the studio. The week before, I had accidentally glimpsed something on Skyler's phone. It turned out he and Leah had feelings for each other. He was even planning an art show for her. Skyler was the person I loved and trusted most. Yet, in the end, he had changed. I stared blankly as I sat on the hospital bed, still unwilling to accept my new reality. I still had a sliver of vision in my left eye, but this remaining sliver merely added to my misery.

I repeat, my voice barely above a whisper as if speaking too loudly might shatter the crystal glasses on the table. Her eyes narrow slightly, a glimmer of something dangerous flickering beneath the surface. "I know what you're doing. I know what you're hiding." She leans in a little, her elbows still on the table, her gaze never leaving mine. "Look at me, Love." Look at me, Love. Look at me, Love. Look at me, Love. Look at me, Love. The words kept repeating in my head, breath stuck in my lungs, a pitch in my ears... shook all throughout me. She knew about my lie, she knew I wasn't actually blind... she knew I deceived them.

Luckily, Michael reminded her, or else she might end up talking nonsense again. Although Edward James did not see Clara, the woman sitting with him saw her. The woman looked straight at Clara when she was still looking at him. It startled Clara. On the contrary, her body began to heat up and her mood was uneasy as if she had just been caught by the woman doing her bad deeds. “I thought you said you’d heard of Edward James, so you should know.” Clara wanted to forget what had just happened, so she talked to Michael. “Know what?” “Edward James is a blind man. He’s blind so he can’t see me.”

I figured he might be calling to explain himself or apologize. A mocking smile tugged at my lips as I answered, but instead of an apology, Cedric's voice came through harshly. "Why didn't you tell me your right eye was blind? Now, Celine is blind too. Are you happy now? Is it fun to mess with blind people? Come here and give her your left cornea." I couldn't help but laugh at his words. If someone didn't know better, they might think Cedric was Celine's husband. All of this suddenly made sense.

She had expected this. “You don’t love me,” he said quietly, his voice heavy with sadness. “You only feel sorry for me.” Julia immediately shook her head before remembering that he couldn’t see the gesture. Tears blurred her vision as she desperately tried to hold them back. “That’s not true, Craig,” she said, her voice trembling with emotion. “I fell in love with you from the moment I saw you. Back then, I didn’t even know you were blind.” She hoped he would hear the sincerity in her voice.

She started smearing my name, taking everything I had. My parents sided with her completely. I gave up everything. Everything except the one person I loved — Damien Blackwood. Damien was heir to the Alpha King title of the entire Southern Territory. But when I first found him, he'd lost everything. An ambush had left him blind, stripped of all wolf senses, unable to even hear. His own family had abandoned him in a remote cabin, written him off as useless. I stumbled across him during a hunt. After that, I snuck out every day to take care of him.