The Beast's Ugly Wife
Like he could focus on me.
As if…
"You..." I swallowed hard, mixed feelings of excitement and fear overwhelming me. "Can you see me now?"
“No.” he grunted and I flinched, unsure if what I was feeling was disappointment or relief that he hadn’t seen my face yet. “But my vision has improved a little, too. I can make out shapes better. I know where your face is now.” He weakly extended his hand, the tips of his fingers tracing my cheek “Everything is still blurry and I can’t make out your features, but… For now, this will have to be enough.” He murmured, making my skin crawl, even though I didn’t know why.