The blind man's chronicle

The restaurant hummed with low chatter and the soft clinking of glasses. Across the table, a blind man sat opposite a strikingly beautiful woman, his plate empty from a satisfying meal.

"Here, darling," she said with a gentle smile, sliding a pen into his hand. "Just sign at the bottom."

He paused, fingertips brushing over the edge of the paper. "What exactly am I signing?".

"It’s for... your surgery. I want to help you see again. It breaks my heart to see you like this," she murmured, her smile forced.

His hand froze, the pen held tight in his grip. "Liar."

Her eyes widened, feigning innocence. "Zaiden, what are you talking about?"

Zaiden turned his head in her direction, his face hardening with a fierce intensity. "I know what you’re up to. This isn’t about helping me—it’s something much darker."

She stiffened, her gaze narrowing. "How dare you accuse me! After a year together, you think I’d betray you?".

"Oh, I know," he replied coldly, his voice laced with a deadly edge. "I can smell it on you. You were with someone this morning— and have sex with him, four times, no less. And by the scent lingering on you, you are pregnant also!!!. I also know that document isn’t for any surgery. You are trying to deceive me."

Her face turned pale as his words struck home, her mouth opening in shock. "Zaiden, you must be mistaken. You are the only one in my life."

"Don’t bother lying," he cut her off, his tone razor-sharp. "Your scent betrays you. And by the rhythm of your heart, I know there’s more. Tell me the truth—what is this document really about before I shout and call the authority".

Kate's expression hardened, the mask slipping. "Fine. You are just a blind fool, after all," she sneered. "That document is for organ donation consent, We are going to sell your organs, piece by piece."

Meet Zaiden. When he was only five years old, he lost his parents in a brutal attack that destroyed his family empire. Desperate for revenge, he journeyed to the highest mountains, training relentlessly in magic and martial arts.

Overwhelmed with revenge, he pushed himself so hard that he lost his sight.

His family turned their backs on him after the tragedy, casting him out to survive on the streets alone. From a young boy, he became the "Street Legend," a beggar known throughout the city. Despite his hardships, he continued to hone his skills and search for a cure for his blindness.

Now, at twenty-three, Zaiden has uncovered the secret to restoring his sight—a rare, magical tear shed by true love. For years, he sought someone who might genuinely love him, enduring scorn, abuse, and even beatings.

A year ago, he met Kate, who claimed to love him, though she treated him coldly and refused his affection.

Yet he persisted, hoping she would be the one to break his curse. But he really hoped wrong; she wasn’t with him for love, but for something far more sinister.

Now, face-to-face with her deception, Zaiden’s fury surged. "Tell me, Lydia. you are really going to sell my organ!?".

Kate sneered, her facade completely gone. "You are just a blind man. What does it matter? You don't even worth the price of your organs."

Zaiden's voice dropped, "When... when did you start planning this, Lydia?".

She smirked, crossing her arms as she leaned back. "From the very first day I met you," she said, her voice dripping with contempt. "You think you are special? I saw you, a blind fool with nothing to lose, and I knew you would be easy to manipulate."

He swallowed hard, his face contorting in anguish. "So... I was just a target? Nothing more?"

Kate laughed coldly. "Oh, Zaiden. You are not even the first. I’ve done this before, with others who were just as desperate as you.".

Zaiden's fingers trembled, gripping the edge of the table as if to steady himself. "I thought… I thought you cared. I would have done anything for you."

"And that’s exactly why I chose you," she sneered. "Blind, naive, desperate. You really believed someone could love you in your condition?" She leaned in, her tone mocking. "How pitiful. You are nothing, Zaiden. Nothing but a blind beggar, clinging to fantasies. No one would never love you for your ailment".

He clenched his fists, his face a mix of anger and heartbreak. "How can you be so heartless?"

She shrugged, and added, "We are still coming for you, we will kidnapped you and steal your organs, forcefully, bastard blind man!", she sneered at him and stormed out.

Zaiden felt like crying, his blindness was really holding him down. As he picked up his staff and stood up, the waitress came to him.

"$10,000... that your bill", She said.

"What!", he shreiked in surprise.