Chapter 2

Lily never replied to my blessing.

Not long after, I saw that post had already been deleted.

Lily came back in the middle of the night, and when she walked in, I was sitting on the couch with my eyes closed, resting.

She impatiently tossed her bag onto the sofa and then walked up to me.

“I told you to wait for me, so why did you come back alone?”

I didn’t say anything and kept my gaze fixed on a spot on the floor, feeling nothing at all inside.

Seeing that, Lily showed no sign of softening her tone.

“Did your so-called friends say something stupid to you again? That post of mine was just a joke. We’ve been married for five years already, so stop making a big deal out of something so small.”

She said it so easily, but ever since she came back, she hadn’t cared at all about how I got home or how I commented on her post.

Instead, she kept going on about my comment and said a lot of coworkers had messaged her asking about it.

She said I was making trouble for nothing.

She sat across from me with clear irritation, then, in a fit of temper, picked up my mug and threw it straight into the trash can.

I pressed my lips together, still staring at the floor.

“So that’s what you call your best friend ‘breaking up’?”

She frowned hard. “I already explained it to you. What more do you want? If I really had something going on with Brian, I would have run off with him long ago. Would I still need to come back and deal with the face of a blind man?”

She said it so righteously, as if I were the only one being unreasonable from start to finish.

Blind man.

But whose fault was it that these eyes of mine had ended up like this in the first place?

I gave a quiet laugh and shook my head.

Forget it.

There was no point saying any more now.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Brian’s voice came from outside. “Lily, are you there? You left your phone at the restaurant.”

Lily hurried over to open the door, thanked Brian warmly with a gentle smile, and even invited him in for tea.

Watching Brian act as if he were already at home while I was the one who seemed like the rude third wheel, I felt that bitter taste rise in my chest again.

Just then, Brian looked at me and took the initiative to start a conversation.

“Looks like I came at a bad time and interrupted a little married-couple fun.”

Lily held him back as he started to stand up, set the teacup in her hand on the table, and said flatly, “We’ve been married for years. What fun could there be? He’s just like this, acting as if everybody owes him a fortune.”

Brian smiled.

“Don’t say that, Lily. Ethan is blind, and without your care, he’d be a total loser who can’t even take care of himself. For a man, that’s practically worse than dying. But Ethan is still hanging on so strongly. Being in a bad mood is understandable.”

I could clearly see the smug look on Brian’s face.

And even though he was insulting me like that, Lily still showed no sign of defending me.

I took a deep breath, grabbed my coat and my cane, and started toward the door.

This little home, which I had once thought would be a safe harbor for Lily and me, was now filled everywhere with Brian’s presence.

I was afraid I might throw up if I stayed any longer.

Just as the front door was about to close, I heard Brian’s worried voice from inside, urging Lily to go after me and talk me into coming back.

But the only answer he got was Lily’s cold voice.

“He’s been spoiled rotten. If he loves running outside that much, then let him. How far can a blind man even get?”