Soup That Makes You Blind Novels & Stories

“Because vision is a distraction. After not having it for so long, it’s loud in its existence. Being blind, I had to focus on all of my other senses, including internally to survive. She’s saying it’s going to be harder to focus like that with having my eye sight back.” Levantus is still a little confused, but has a small idea of what Odessa and Rowena are saying. “I’m sorry, I’ve never been blind, so I have no idea what it’s like. Or what it really means to focus internally. For me, eye sight is essential. Though, it’s part of what makes me feel that she’s the strongest woman I know. Being able to do the things you have while blind… it’s incredible.” Odessa blushed while Rowena nods her hea

She added sliced potatoes, carrots and a pinch of salt to give the soup the perfect flavour. Juliana let the soup simmer over low heat. She set the timer so that the soup was cooked perfectly, while occasionally glancing at the sofa where Ishak and William were. Even though her heart was still captivated by the warmth and affection radiating from William's gaze, Juliana reminded herself to stay focused on her task.

“See, is this what a normal spinach soup should look like? This kind of color and smell? You must’ve cooked spinach soup numerous times during all these years serving in the Larson residence. I’m sure you know more about it than me.” Judy shrieked as she stared at the content in the bottle. “Ah, why is the spinach soup this color? Madam said she specifically requested people to purchase this top-grade blood spinach soup all the way from Malaysia. Why does it look like a substandard product that has been artificially colored?” “Substandard product? The product is cooked with saffron. Look at this?” Christina picked out the saffron from the mixture and placed it in front of Judy’s eyes.

“When someone like Bryan gets above you…you forget certain important things.” I was just about to roll my eyes at her when the first night with Markus reminds me that yes, there are times when you’re under or in my case, above, a very hot man that you forget about certain things. Like a condom, for example. “Some soup, please.” Clearing my throat, I look towards the front, grabbing the soup ladle. Helen made her famous mushroom soup, and it was a huge success. Almost everyone wanted seconds. Digging through the huge pot, I grab the young woman’s bowl and fill it up to the rim with soup. Her stomach growled lowly when the soup reached her tray again, the aroma wafting through the air. I swear

James suddenly grabbed her throat with shocking force. "You want to betray me too! You want to abandon me too!" Michelle struggled desperately, finding it harder and harder to breathe as everything began to blur. Survival instinct kicked in as she grabbed a sculpture from the table and smashed it against James's head. James grunted and collapsed to the floor. Michelle clutched her throat, coughing violently. Looking at James lying on the ground, there wasn't a trace of concern in her eyes—only disgust and contempt. "Look at yourself. Without your parents' protection, you're nothing but trash!

I exclaimed. I keeps the soup on the nightstand and take large gulps of water. It’s so salty and has a bland taste. I frown as I stare at the soup in disgust. What went wrong? I did everything according to that video I saw online, then how do it taste so bad. I shift my gaze to ugly, she was laughing her guts out. I take the soup and stand up. “I… I…” fvck! Since when do I start stuttering. “I will go prepare a better one” then I walk out of the room as if my pants is on fire.

I heard both of them laughing and so I slowly opened my eyes and curiously looked at them. "We didn't know that you are afraid of these kind of things, Maddy! You're insane! Hahaha!" Sishy laughed together with Cassie who is beside her. "That is called as Pork Dinuguan. That bloody-colored thing is a thickened blood from the pig, I guess. I'm not entirely sure about it's components but I assure you that it's tasty! Why don't you try it? Take a sip, Maddy!" Sishy added. I immediately shook my head and looked at the other direction when Sishy handed me the soup for me to try but I didn't even looked at it. Freaking blood, it's making me thirsty again.

The rooms' soundproofing system was, unfortunately, incredible, so screams couldn't be heard. I could see how smug the man was, and I realized why my colleague sounded so weird on the phone just now. So, they knew I would run into something like this. Unbound fury filled my veins. The man was as fat as a pig. I grabbed whatever I could get my hands on and smashed the man with it. I didn't care about losing this job or getting found out I was faking my blindness.

He glared at me but didn’t argue any further. Ten minutes later, my eggs were black around the edges and suspiciously raw in the middle, and his “pancake” had fused to the pan so completely I wasn’t sure even magic could separate them. “This is pathetic,” I said, running a hand down my face. Cade sighed, grabbing a pot. “Fine. Let’s make soup. We can’t possibly mess that up.” We threw in vegetables we couldn’t name, added salt that looked like it came from a rock, and dumped way too much water. It simmered and smelled tolerable.