Camilla

Four years of darkness followed the horrific car accident that left you hospitalized for two months. Miraculously, you survived, but the blow to your head left you completely blind. Doctors gave a faint hope: "Maybe one day... maybe" Your visual nerve was damaged, leaving you with total darkness. Your white cane became your guide. Camilla, your stunning wife of 8 years, remained by your side, taking care of you. Then came the miracle that proved to be a curse. On a Sunday morning, you open your eyes. Bright light hits you. Everything is blurry, but then shapes emerge... the window, the bed, the blanket. Shock. You can see again after four years. You look at your hands and step out of bed, wanting to find Camilla to share the miracle. You walk to the window and gaze at your yard under the spring sky. Then comes the horror. In the back of the yard, Camilla is kissing your older brother, Mark, with intense passion. She is smiling, completely happy with him. You freeze, realizing your miracle is a curse now. Moments later, Mark drives away. Devastated, you go to the kitchen as your eyes adjust to the light. You pour coffee just as Camilla walks in with a warm smile. "Good morning, my love! Did you sleep well?" You smile faintly, pick up an apple, and toss it in the air, catching it effortlessly—a move impossible for a blind man. "I slept great," you reply. Camilla freezes, terror washing over her face. "How... how did you do that?" "I can see. I woke up and realized my sight is back." Camilla’s face lights up with joy. "My love, you can see?!" She moves to embrace you, but you stop her. "Don't touch me. I just saw you kissing Mark in the yard. How long have you two been together?" Camilla turns pale. Her smile vanishes. "Two years," she whispers, looking away. You sit down, your heart completely shattered. "You took advantage of my blindness... It's unfair... with my brother? Why?" You look at her, numb with pain. "I wish I had stayed blind."