EPT

ca’s

t I was not succeeding. I couldn’t see anything,

ving at maximum intensity, I t

a CT scan again. Something’s wr

down in what appeared to be a wheelchair. “Don’t be scared that it

wn, but I could feel both men next to me. Domi

m going to lay you on a table, Miss Holland, and to help you not move, I’m going to strap you down. You’ll have to sta

ominic were supposed to be in an outer room w

frantically. Thousands of questions were running through my head. What could cause my blindness? Would I

y the result came within 24-48 hours, but Declan rushed it to hav

evening that Declan and Dominic came in. I had asked Dominic to leave m

, blinking involuntarily, as if whatever w

long in coming, but it was

do indeed have an injury to your eye nerve, that is because of posttraumatic stress.

emember. Although I couldn’t see, I was glad it was tempo

we cut to the chase and go straight home,” interrupted Dominic, who until then had been silent and se

didn’t have family close by, maybe I was alone and all I needed now was a change of scenery. I’ve been through some tough times. But I’ve survived. Th

and I went to a stranger’s house? What would then happen? Who would I call to get help? I would be defenseless and

mpanying him to his house, I might

asked half-heartedly. Maybe it w

nswer to that question would again be wit

s voice soun

you two go. Do you want to stay here and help her pack?” I d

voice was no longer seri

his identity. But the moment he turned his attention to me, I felt t

elp you pack your things?” Perhaps i

ca. And you can start by passin

what sort of thrills those hands could bring to life? The thought made me shudder. The anticipation of him helping me get dressed was driving me insane. What was wrong with me?

n. Or was it my imagination? It had to be. Then his fingers grabbed the zipper of my blouse, pulling it up. Again, their closeness made me shift reality into sweet fantasy. I felt every part of my bo

couldn’t wait for us to leave. But because I could not take a step, I knew the wheelchair was

same eyes I still couldn’t see, I tried to guess

t into it. In an instant, I felt his arms wrap around me and hold me. My cheek

or the mystery of the moon at night. It was also the place where I could praise God, hoping He wouldn’t abandon me in my time of need. “Yo

as what

ve me from the first words t

interrupted my thoughts, confirming

Humanity kind of disappeared for a while now. Yet I

” My politeness was so forced

inic, as I call you Rebecca, but you

ts gave me no peace. And since I felt inferior a

creeps attacked me and stopped the car, putting his life in danger of

nic Stone wouldn’t have anything strange about being in New York. He m

me, I may not be winning.” I admitted

The confidence with which he sta

ow...” The truth was only one. When I was around him, somethin

ebecca?” I was so tempted to say y

thing happened to me, but now I feel l

... you were in a terrible situation, almost getting ki

t alone. It all was wi

u know, the perfect fit at the wrong time. Consider it like this. It’s not about who s

t was acceptance? Surely, he would hav

u and somehow, don’t ask me when or how, I will make it up to you. For you know, your life, from now

you must redeem yourself with me, get over it.

words at me, but maybe that’s how he was. “Let’s go then. I have th

me w

se! I don’t re

me, even though I was in a wheelchair. I wouldn’t have gone anywhere. Suddenly, this gesture of delight sent a zillion shudders down my spine. He picked me

ess. They were large, welcoming, even sinful. It was hi