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No Second Chance, Only Revenge and Hatred

It had been three long years since the car crash that stole my sight and today I could see again, and the first person I wanted to lay my eyes on was my husband, Thomas. It was our fifth wedding anniversary, and I’d spent the entire morning planning a surprise dinner for him. As I waited for the food to finish, my phone buzzed. At first, I ignored it. Probably spam. But the message preview caught my eye: “This is why you went blind.” My heart began to thud. I opened it. Attached was an audio file. At first, there was silence. Then a familiar voice spoke, Thomas. “Do it. Remove her cornea and then donate it to Carrie’s brother. I’ll take care of the papers. Besides, she won’t even know. She would just think that it was an accident when it was Carlo who did it. And with her blind, Carrie and I can do whatever we want.” Of all people? Carrie, my best friend. I was a fool to think they both loved me. Worse, Carrie even plotted to kill me, but she failed because Denver, Thomas’s rival, saved me and asked me to marry him. So, I filed for divorce and left. When Thomas finally learned about my marriage, he came begging, but it was already too late.