Too Blind To See Her Breaking Novels & Stories

Two broken people who crave each other in a fucking absurd way. The tears in her eyes had been my undoing. I’d never seen her cry before. Not like that. Not because of me. She tried to hide it, tried to turn away before I could see the cracks forming, but I saw them. I felt them. And I fucking caused them.

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. “Good. I don’t know about the other men he might make you meet. It’s all on you. And trust me, he will kill you if he gets even a hint that you’re blind. So never—not even by accident—let anyone find out the truth behind these beautiful eyes. You understand?” he growled, grabbing her chin harshly. “Y…Yes, Sir,” she stuttered, her tears threatening to flow. But she was strong enough to hold them back.

Join us on a journey of twists and turns, where the boundaries of love are limitless and a blind man's perspective offers a unique window into the story's emotional depths _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ "I will give you all the happiness you deserve, and I will never let tears fall from this eyes," he said as he kissed my cheek. "But I can't; I've been broken once, and I can't become a fool again," I murmured as I backed away from him. If I stayed near him I am confident that I will succumb to the temptation that I have been fighting since the beginning.

“You can leave it.” She stepped away from the nightstand. “Okay. Thank you.” I walked toward the window and began search for what caught her eye. When I noticed nothing significant, I landed on a realization. “You like the view?” “Umm. Yes. It’s actually beautiful” She clinched the shirt tighter. “…and a little sad.” Her words catch me off guard. I’ve heard plenty of women describe this view. They’ve used the words awesome, charming, beautiful, and even magnificent. But no one has ever called it sad.

As she remained at that point, her vision blurred even more with tears until she was unable to see anymore, her mind teetering on the edge of madness. She was broken. Completely and utterly broken. Totally and irredeemably broken. ‘What had they done to her?’

Finally, my fading vision caught sight of her, and I felt my heart break. For the first time I couldn't save her. I felt pathetic as I crawled towards her, hoping to reach her before I lost my vision. However, it was too late. I had used up my strength, and there was nothing more that I could do. With tears streaming down my cheeks, I felt the light leave my eyes as I slowly slipped into the darkness.

Her heart lurched. They were right behind me. She spun—too late. A blunt force struck the side of her head. Her world tilted. The trees blurred. Her knees buckled. As she crumpled to the ground, vision darkening, the last thing she saw was Kady’s cold, merciless eyes.

It was as though time stopped and the air grew colder. “What?” I blinked, hoping whatever she was saying was a prank. A dream. Anything but real. “I woke up and—” Her voice was trembling. “Everything was black—” A yell slipped past her throat. “I can't see, Alaric. I AM BLIND!” My legs wobbled as I dropped to my knees beside her, pulling her into my arms. She was shaking as she leaned into me while my heart pounded so fast. “It will be fine. It will be fine.” I didn't know if I was to believe that as well.

“Little blind girl, you should take care of yourself first.” She puffed her cheeks in frustration, clearly not appreciating the nickname. “I’m not blind! You’re the one who’s drunk and can’t see straight! I can see perfectly.” Her defiance almost made me smile. I leaned in close to her, enjoying the way she froze in place, her wide eyes staring into mine. “Can you see my face clearly then?”

My legs had become wobbly. My strength was down to zero instantaneously questionably. The first of it occurrence.I have been strong as the fiddle since I can remember. Kish rush to help me locate a nearby seat yet still! She could not shut it nor trust her eyes. How then, do I believe this person saw my eyes glow when she can't differentiate between realities? she was seriously a blind bat! physically and intuitively. To be sincere, she might as well be going nuts seeing shit! which ain't there.