After being forced to donate my cornea, I sent my whole family to the crematorium

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My sister, born blind, and my parents pressuring me to donate my corneas.

I refused.

Then came the car accident, tearing my own corneas.

My folks just gave up on me, left me to rot in the hospital.

That's when Jake Howard, the senior I'd been crushing on since high school, stepped in.

He cared for me tirelessly, helped me adjust to my new life of blindness.

Once I was out of the hospital, he got down on one knee.

"Ashley," he said, all choked up, "now that you're blind, let me be your e