The Blind Wife Who Saw Everything
ess, Michael' s success growing in i
rogant, wealthy, the stru
her spirit rooted deep like t
apist, someone who spoke of m
r eyes began to lift, not with a sud
k into her world,
nurtured in the quiet hours Michael w
n, a week away to "focus on new sens
ve her out from underfoot, a constant reminde
eager to share the miracle, to perhaps reclaim a piece o
of their city apartment, the one h
a scent in the air that wasn't hers, a
t on the plush carpe
oom door
ly restored vision taking in
e her eyes, was entangled with a younger wom
bed, the intimacy
ealing her breath, but her vision
Michael' s late-night calls, supposedly with "th
ening, not in guilt, but in mom
d her. He hadn' t
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