His Blind Wife, His Regret

ver Liam's choice.

my work long before I ever dated his son, came to my hospital bed. He

ll marry you. He will take care of you for th

e didn't love me, he'd shouted. He felt trapped. But his father's will was i

distant. He did his duty, guiding my hand, reading to me, describin

, share a joke, even hold my hand without being prompted. I thought, foolishly, that he was le

py marriage. His parents were thrilled. Mrs. Stone, who had al

sort. She hoped the change of scenery would bring us closer, and it did. For one week

something I couldn't decipher, then a resigned smile. Later, I would realize he thought I

tor's office, my world shattered

loe was with him, c

a hit me first. Ginseng and chicken. It was the special nutritional sou

er voice sickly sweet. "You're takin

and more tender than I had ever heard h

ay. His expression barely flickered. There wa

You're

uestion. It w

up," I said,

he grace to look ashame

the nutrients more right now. T

stomach. The casual intimacy of the gesture was a physical b

ched the man I loved, the man I had married, lavish affection

ost in my

restored sight a curse. Seeing it all w

rd their voices drift up from the living

, a spiteful giggle in her tone. "S

ce papers are ready. Once she signs them, she'll be out of

all, the last embers o

I could endure this for the sak

for. The man I loved was gone

elfish stranger. And I was