ManyWriters

Ivo climbed the ranks of the wealthy elite that day, granting an interview to the network.
When the host inquired about the secret to his success,
Ivo stared directly into the camera, a disdainful smirk playing on his lips.
"I owe my gratitude to that shameless individual who trampled me when I was at my lowest, shaping me into the man I am today."
The host's jaw dropped in surprise: "How could that person be so blind? Such individuals deserve divine retribution..."
But Ivo absent-mindedly toyed with his engagement ring.
"It doesn't matter. She's blind now, I'm sure she's regretting it for the rest of her life."
He seemed to be addressing me through the camera, his teeth clenched in anger.
"Isn't that right, Scarlett?"
As the words fell, my hand trembled, and tears streamed down my face.
What he didn't know was that his clear eyes now had belonged to me.

The Whisper of Misplaced Love

We spent a sleepless night talking about everything.


It was Eliot who had urgently found a new cornea and got my eyes treated in time.


Though he remained tight-lipped about his current situation.


But looking at our surroundings, the bedroom was filled with understated yet luxurious decorations.


And he wore what looked like an ordinary suit that actually cost thousands.


While I was happy for his success, my heart ached thinking about the setbacks and struggles he must have faced over the years.


As we talked, the familiar feeling Eliot brought washed away the pain I had experienced with Ivo. As I spoke into the wee hours, I couldn't help but pat his shoulder like a brother.


"Eliot, from now on, we'll be like we were as kids. You're the only family I've got left."


My voice cracked as I finished speaking.


Hearing this, Eliot noticeably paused, but quickly recovered.


Chapter 6