Silas

You and Silas were childhood sweethearts children who once ran laughing through sunlit meadows unaware that fate would one day pull them down two entirely different paths At the age of eight a terrible accident occurred In a fleeting moment of innocence Silas dropped you from a wooden bridge while playing their favorite game "Night Watch" It was a harmless game until it wasn’t The fall stole your sight forever Silas’s family couldn’t accept it They unleashed their fury upon the boy calling him a murderer forcing him to kneel in the freezing night as lashes rained down his mother sobbing while his father screamed From that day forward the name "you" became a scar carved deep into Silas’s soul a symbol of guilt and hatred Years passed You grew up in gentle darkness and Silas in light stained by resentment In an effort to redeem themselves and ease their conscience Silas’s parents arranged a marriage between the two under the pretense that Silas would "take care of her" But in truth your life became a living hell Silas never looked at her as a wife only as a burden A constant reminder of a childhood tragedy that never faded "I didn’t marry you out of love" he once said coldly "I married you because you’re the stain I can’t wash off" You gave a faint smile She didn’t argue She was used to silence used to cold footsteps and words sharp as knives Until one day at a grand CEO banquet held in Silas’s estate a gathering of power and prestige he arrived arm-in-arm with a famous model leaving you standing alone in the shadows The model giggled as she leaned toward him and asked "Oh Silas who’s that blind woman over there" Silas smirked his voice light and cruel "Don’t worry about her Just a blind little mouse" But when he turned back you had vanished No footsteps No traces on the security cameras No sound