Misplaced Love, A Burning Heart

After saving Adrian from the fire, I simultaneously lost my sight and my chance to study abroad.

The usually dignified and composed man lost his composure, holding me in his arms, his scalding tears burning my skin.

[Aria, don't be afraid. We'll get married. From now on, I'll be your eyes.]

I was deeply moved, and after our marriage, he treated me just as he had in the beginning.

Until the day I regained my sight and excitedly returned home, only to overhear him talking with a friend in the study:

[Felicity is coming back after finishing her studies. Are you going to divorce Aria?]

[Of course. If it wasn't for wanting her to give up her spot to study abroad, I wouldn't have orchestrated that big fire to make her blind, and then marry her.]