Rebecca’s storyI didn’t even feel it when my eyes filled with tears. And they were tears of amazement and joy. It was so good to see again. To receive the sunlight again, to see the colors.“It’s an actual miracle, Rebecca,” he rejoiced with me. I could finally see his eyes and the sincerity in them. Now I realized he was really Dominic Stone.“You really are... Dominic Stone...” I gave voice to my deeply hidden thoughts. The corner of his mouth arched into a seductive smile, revealing perhaps the sharpest teeth I had ever seen.“And you still had doubts...” I blushed when I felt Dominic’s palms cup my face and wipe the tears with his fingers. I still couldn’t believe I could see him so clearly. His features, the shape of his face, his deep eyes. And to think that all this time he had been my eyes and how patiently he handled every situation. Since I was recovering so quickly, maybe I could finally get back to my life. I kept sobbing, gazing at him. He was there in my face. Just a t
Dominic’s storyDamn all this. How was I going to tell her that the man she was asking for was actually her fiance? The man she was going to marry one day? And why the hell was I feeling jealous of a dead man?I didn’t prepare an explanation concerning Tom. What was certain was that in Rebecca’s mind, this Tom didn’t have a face. Only what she remembered from her dreams, if she remembered anything at all. And I couldn’t even go into the motives. She was very vulnerable now, anyway. So I’ll take the shortest possible way. “We’ll have time to talk about Tom, who you only see in dreams, anyway. There’s been enough excitement for one day, Rebecca. You’d better rest now.” For the first time in a long time, she gazed directly into my eyes. I knew she could see me so well. But there was still a void in her eyes. I helped her gently onto the bed, supporting her carefully. She looked so fragile, especially now, when something she so long longed for had happened in her life. “Maybe you’re ri
Megan’s story“I just can’t stand her! That bi*ch” I shouted, pacing angrily under Zack Barnett’s questioning eyes, perhaps the only one who had an insane hatred towards what was left of William Stone’s family so much... Dominic. “Don’t be sad, baby, it won’t be long now and Dominic will pay. And if that means the one he cares for pays for his mistakes, then so be it. Besides, Rebecca Holland and I have another feud to take care of.” As soon as he said that, even though I didn’t feel any better or more protected, I approached him. He was the same attractive man I was still begging him to turn me. To be with him for eternity. But he was always making excuses for me. One lame excuse after another. His wild animal eyes looked at me every time with a mad thirst. I could never resist him and even though I felt and knew I was just another amusement for him, I fell prey to him every time. With a flick of his arm, he cleared the desk and just as easily mounted me on it, legs spread in fron
Rebecca’s story I hardly thought Dominic and Declan were talking about Tom like I knew him. Now I had to confront Dominic because I didn’t hear that part. They both looked at me as if they hardly believed I was the one standing in the doorway and heard them talking. I was no longer an invalid and no longer blind. I knew what I heard and saw. “Yes, Rebecca here! And you’re going to tell me right now what connection I have with Tom?” I could definitely say that I had surprised them, but I would not sit and watch. That’s what we had to discuss now.“Let’s go home and talk. Declan, please excuse us!” The doctor looked at us worriedly, first at me, then at Dominic. But the look on his face towards Dominic was so much different from the way he gazed at me. To be honest, I didn’t even realize it when we arrived home. Declan was really nervous, but maybe I was the one in a position to ask for an explanation. They were keeping me in the dark. So who had the right to be upset here? Was me
Rebecca’s storyThis morning I realized that yesterday I had been a bit too mean and pushy with him, so the first thing that came to mind saying I was sorry was a cake, a chocolate cake. I knew he had to like it, because everyone loved chocolate. Although my intention to leave after the Gala was as real as it possibly could be.I walked down the stairs into the kitchen, still shaking a little on my feet. It seemed Dominic had left. All the better. I was going to surprise him.I had made today a special one. With my sight restored and back on my feet, I had much to celebrate. Megan was out, too. I had the entire house to myself.It took me two hours to bake the cake, but I was happy with it. I just hoped Dominic would be the same. Everything had to be perfect. Just as I placed the pastry in the fridge, I heard the front door open. Damn, I didn’t have time to wash up for a bit! When he stepped into the open-space kitchen, he remained silent and still. It was the first time my eyes had e
Dominic’s storyWhat I experienced the day before was probably the best feeling of my entire existence, but also the hardest to keep myself from going further. Although Rebecca invited me with her whole body, I had to restrain my urges and desire. The week was almost over and we had to get ready for the Treasure Awards Gala.All these days it seemed to me that Rebecca avoided me as much as she could, or maybe it was all in my imagination. But today the entire afternoon was ours. My footsteps led me to her room, and after two soft knocks, her voice from beyond the door invited me in. “Come on in” As she avoided me until now, I became aware of how much I missed the tone of her voice. As soon as I saw her, my heart started racing. She was beautiful!“Rebecca...do you think you can be ready in ten minutes?” I asked with a tremor in my voice. I wasn’t aware I had. “Definitely yes. Actually, I am almost ready,” she replied, and her voice penetrated deep into my soul. Only now did I realiz
Rebecca’s storySomething was happening with my legs. I knew instantly that something was wrong. As soon as I woke up the day before the gala, where Dominic was dreaming of me walking in on his arm, I couldn’t feel my legs again. Then I realized that even my eyes hurt from the bright morning sunlight coming through the window. It was so intense I had to close my eyes. Maybe even try walking up to the window and closing the curtain.How hard could that be? Dominic was not here to help, but I believed I could handle it.I pulled the blanket aside and revealed my legs. They seemed numb now, but I needed them to move. I was still wondering how they listened to me yesterday as I prepared for Dominic’s surprise. Maybe I was pushing myself too hard and today was difficult to leave my bed. I was a little scared, but I helped myself with my hands and lowered my legs one by one, lifting myself up. Now came the hard part, the walking. I rested my hands on the edge of the mattress and pushed so
Dominic’s storyIf I could stop time now, I would. How would you get out of this, Dominic? And as if divinity was on my side, even though I was an integral part of the darkness, given my appearance, my phone rang. Just the man I was thinking of.“Declan, what’s up man?” I greeted him, seemingly happier than ever. Rebecca’s eyes widened in amazement. She was waiting for my answer, an explanation that probably wouldn’t come now. She complied and took another long sip of coffee. “Dominic, I sense in your voice that you are perhaps too happy to hear me? Or is it just my imagination?” This man knew me so well. “Don’t tell me, you were about to explain something you didn’t want to...at least not now” “That’s right...you read me... Rebecca’s having some trouble. We’ll be right with you.” I may have stuttered horribly, but I was mostly right.“What kind of trouble?” The conversation was veering in the direction I wanted it to go and it seemed Rebecca would not insist. “Since the morning,