A STORY- Take care of my eyes

 

Part 7

“Ah, Sia Come in. Please sit down.” Steve answered in his forever-lovely voice.

It was the best time of her life. Sia was about to reveal her love for Steve not until she sat opposite to Steve and a got a good look at him. He was perfect, she thought as her mood darkened. Really perfect, the most beautiful guy she had ever see. But he had no eyes!

“Were you always like that.” Sia blurted out but the regretting saying it, for she knew very well how painful it was to be deprived of eyes. But Steve replied I the same friendly manner.

 

“Nope, not always like that. Just yesterday. The there was silence. I love you very much. You know now. Will you marry me, Sia?”

It took a while before Sia could answer. Why on earth did she always face difficult choices? Couldn’t life ever be generous to her? She had enough of her glum days. And she had left them behind, forever.

“Um… no. Came out her reply. And Sia hated herself for rejecting Steve. I’m sorry, I can’t… you are...”

Steve broke in.  “It’s OK. If you don’t want to marry me, then don’t. Not a problem. Ut just take care of my eyes.” He flashed his charming smile which gave Sia what seemed like a heart attack.

And that was the last Sia saw of him.

 

 

Sia was heartbroken. Life had played a stupid game on her. First it had taken her eyes, and now her heart. He was an angelic guy. Sia loved him for his act of kindness. She despised herself for her selfishness but felt like she had no choice. Steve was still young- had a whole life ahead of him, yet he had donated his eyes to Sia. Why did she let go of him? Why did he leave his house forever? Why did he disappear?

“Come back. Come back, Steve.” Sia shouted to the sky, hands gripping her hair, heart heavy with grief as she cried tears of blood.

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