"Are you ready?" Dr. Brian asked unwrapping the bandage. To say I was nervous is an understatement. I was scared. I mustered up enough strength to answer him. "Yes" I choked out. I was nervous as hell. "Almost done, I don't want you to open your eyes instantly, do you understand me?" He questioned and I could only nod in response because I didn’t trust my voice. I felt him slowly unwrap the bandage from my eyes. When it was completely removed, he removed the cotton pads that were resting on my eyes. I was nervous as hell, taking shallow breaths while he was wiping my eyes gently with something wet. "Open your eyes slowly, all the lights are dim so, you should be able to safely open them. But still if your eyes hurt I want you tell me immediately." He guided but my anxiety wasn’t letting me speak so, I just nodded. I took a deep breath and slowly opened my eyes. Everything was so blur. I couldn't focus on things. I couldn’t define the objects i

“Happy Birthday!” Jessica and I screamed as the clocked hit 12. “Thank you.” Mateo said shaking his head on our childish behavior. I had arrived at Jessica’s house exactly at 9pm. Thank god mum didn’t try to stop me, Eva spoke in my favor before mum could say a word. Mateo would take me back home; that’s what I told mum because she wasn’t very much happy about the idea of me staying at Jessica’s place. We three literally had the best time of our lives. We danced though none of us knew how to dance. Mateo even whined about not having wine on his birthday party which of course Jess and I ignored because even if he hit his adultery, we were still underage for the drinks. “Matt, how are the things going between you and Tyla?” I asked him breathing heavily, from the couch where I just placed my arse to rest a little. “I invited her to my birthday party...” Mateo hesitantly replied. Jessica took a seat beside me and resting her head on my shoulder.

He was glowing in the warm yellow light of fire. Though this whole mansion was advance in technology and had everything available on one click, I was glad he had a fire place. The shadow of his eyelashes on his cheeks was making my stomach churn and the way his chiseled jaw was looking under the only light that was coming from the fireplace made me look at him in awe. His jaw looked sharper and his eyelashes looked longer. I tried but couldn't look away from him. “I told you about my high school sweetheart, didn’t I?” He spoke after a while. I shook my head to focus on his words, not on his face. “Just that she left you after an argument.” I said honestly. “Ivy Martin, I met her in school. She was my junior. We started dating when I was in the senior year of my high school, before that we were just friends with benefits. When I went to college, being intelligent I chose both business and English major but because of that I couldn’t give our relationship the t

I felt small butterfly kisses on my collarbone and a smiled crept on my face. I stirred in the silk sheets. “Rise and Shine, Sleepyhead.” I heard Ryan’s voice before I felt his lips on my forehead. I slowly opened my eyes and it was too bright that I instantly shut them tightly. “RYAN, CURTAINS!” I yelled, pulling the duvet over my face. “Oh sorry!” He rolled off me hurriedly and pulled on the curtains to block the light. I pushed the duvet down and opened my eyes again. Ryan climbed back on bed. “So, what are we going to do today?” I asked when he rolled on top of me balancing himself on his hands on each side of my head. “Let’s be lazy today.” He said nuzzling his face in my neck and keeping it there. “How about you teach me alphabets and counting, is that lazy?” I asked turning my head and kissing his hair. “Yeah I guess so.” He chuckled and pulled back. I suddenly felt the urge to empty my bladder. I pushed him off me.

The night passed and we both didn’t try to talk much and just enjoyed the tingling feelings in our body as we laid down on the bed, pressed to each other, listening to our steady and calm breaths and the rhythm of our heartbeats. We knew if we talk we would ruin it so we decided not to. With my back pressed to his front and his arms enveloping me, with his face buried in the back of my neck, I thought about how I almost risked these moments with him because of my outrage earlier. I didn’t know what happened to me earlier but the thought of spending a life where Ryan wouldn’t be available shook me to the core. “Ryan… tell me about colors. I do recognize two or three and I want to know more about them. They fascinate me.” I turned around to beam at him. We were currently sitting on the carpet in the living room. Ryan was sitting behind me and I was between his legs, my back was pressed to his chest. “What colors you do recognize and how?” He questioned, his hand that t