People say love is blind, some don't believe it but it might be true. This is a love story between a blind rich girl and an orphan. They are both completely different from each other. She has loved ones but he has no one. She lives a hard yet simple life but he has been struggling all his life. 

Join me as i tell you more about the halal love life of Ava and Ali.

I'm dedicating this story to blind people. Just because they are blind doesn't mean they have to be loved less. They are humans just like us and they deserve to be loved and treated with respect.

A BLIND LOVE

I closed my eyes as my tears was threatening to fall. I couldn't believe it. And i blamed myself for the accident, i should have gone with her. I should have been there with her. I couldn't lose her, i just couldn't. 


"I'm...so sorry, Ali. I just went back in to get the drugs, i...i didn't know she would leave the car." Iman was a crying wreck. 


I sighed "It wasn't your fault." I whispered as i stood up and walked back into the hospital room. 


She was still as we left her 24 hours ago, lifeless. I tried not to cry when i looked at her but it was of no use. Her face was a bit damaged. Her body got the most impact with the car. 


I slowly paced the room as i thought about pressing charges on the drunk driver. How could somehow be drunk in the daylight? 


She saved that baby but in turn couldn't save herself and i wasn't even there with her. 


I was angry, no, furious with myself for not being there for my wife. I should have been there. I should have been with her. 


CHAPTER SIXTEEN