Pretending To Be Blind 소설 & 이야기

I once believed meeting Charles was the final ray of comfort in my life. A sightless man and a terminally ill woman, leaning on each other to find warmth in the dark. I gave up chemotherapy, pushing through cancer pain to work, all just to leave behind every cent I had for my "blind" boyfriend and our unborn baby. I even signed an organ donor form, hoping that after my death, my eyes could finally bring him light. That belief shattered when I saw a photo in the hospital director's office. There he was, surfing under the bright sun. His eyes shone, with an arm wrapped around an heiress dripping in multi-million-dollar jewels. It turns out our whole love story was nothing more than a rich

The second girl’s presence matched the same muffled state from the secured room, thin and steady, the shared refusal still costing both of us in the tremor under the silver. Kael watched the cold cuff as if it might turn hot again without warning. “Still blind on the name.” “Still blind. Demand without a target. She is the same. The window is holding on our end.” “Ronan spends the window on bracing and nothing else. Marks only if the blindness starts to thin. Restraint stays ready. The design will not leave a blinded map unanswered for long.”

"Are you really sick, or are you just pretending?" Hearing the word "pretending," Darren blinked rapidly. His heart pounded for a moment, fearing his act had been exposed, but he immediately put on an advanced expression of torment to dispel her suspicion. "Pretending?" Darren's voice trembled with sadness. He turned his face slightly to the side, staring at the room's wall with a dramatic, blank gaze. "My head feels like it's going to split open, my throat hurts every time I swallow water, and my entire body feels broken... Can you still say I'm pretending?"

“Exactly what I expected. Daniel poisoned me, used my collapse to seize my company, and stuffed the board with his own people.” Beth muttered something under her breath that sounded very much like a curse. “I asked her to dig into his family and get me a lawyer.” “Good.” I nodded. “Very good.” Later that day, I returned home. As usual, I kept up the act. My movements were careful and measured. I let my hand brush against the wall and counted my steps as if I truly could not see. By then, pretending to be blind had become second nature. I hated it, but it had given me something useful, people showed their true faces when they believed I was powerless.

She turns and casually tosses it toward me. "For our last game. I want you to wear that." "A blindfold?" I ask incredulously. "Yes. Wear it." “Are you serious?” “Yes! Go on. I’m waiting.” This is ridiculous. Oh fuck it. With a sigh, I wrap the blindfold over my eyes and tighten the knot. "Good," Lena says. "Now listen carefully." "Yeah, I'm listening." "From this moment forward, you're going to prove that you're a good puppy."

Although he had already revealed himself in front of others, there was no need for everyone to know that he was blind, right? Besides, Seth had said that he pretended to be blind to sidetrack his multiple enemies. Was he not afraid that his enemies would see him driving about? “There’s nothing wrong with dropping my wife off at school.” The man’s deep voice had not lost its magnetism. “As for my eyes…” “I’ve already had Jameson make an announcement that I received treatment for my eyes during my stay here.” To be honest, Jameson had provided him with a better announcement, one that was even harder to bust as fake.

Nodding, I made an effort to avoid twisting or snapping his arm, as I had been taught in self-defense training. He chuckled as he added, "Repeat after me, Ethan you’re so hot no other man will do please, please help me you hot piece of man meat." As I do this, I can just imagine the magazines all over the world mock me. Sophia McAdams' sad attempt to cover up her sad life. Stacy will continue to tease you till the day you pass away from the embarrassment, with articles peeping into your personal life. I needed a push to get through this, and they were the thoughts that gave me that.

‘Okay, but don’t come running when you end up like the ivory in your dreams’ Anita stated getting ready to leave. ‘Wait’ ivory called out gritting her teeth, she stood up. ‘Let’s do this’. Anita smirked as if she had been expecting her answer; she turned around and gave ivory a black silk. ‘What should I do with this’ ivory stared at it with question marks all over her face. ‘Blind fold yourself; I would like to teach you how to fight blindly’. Ivory scoffed, she couldn’t even fight her properly when she could see now she had to fight blind folded, her day just got worse.

"I didn't know gods still reside amongst men." "Nah, I'm no god. I'm just as normal as you are." Melinda smiled. "Nah, you can't fool me," I retorted. "I'm familiar with your game. At least, I ain't blind. Shit… I didn't mean to… I meant that even though I was blind, I would also feel the heavy invisibility aura you created."

He's definitely using my current blindness to his advantage. I manage to slap his hand away from me. "First of all, if you value your ability to breathe, you won't call me a dumbass. Second of all, I didn't know. It's not like I can see what I am wearing. I can feel the fabric on my skin, and that's enough for me. As long as I'm not naked." No person in a hospital bed should explain themselves, especially not a blind one. I swear, if he seems intelligent sometimes, he's doing his best to dumb himself down by double the next moment.