Sebastian fumbled around for a moment before his fingers brushed against something warm.
Was she crying?
Elaria held his fingers gently, her voice soft, almost cautious, "Holding on like this... is it really too much?"
He shut his eyes, seeming to think for a second.
"A world without sight, without memories-it's like being stuck in a void, and sometimes it's terrifying not knowing what tomorrow looks like. I can't... I can't really do anything. My days are just eating and sleeping on repeat. That's all I have. But strangely, lying in the darkness makes me feel... safer. At least it's familiar, it doesn't demand anything."
"But I know, I wasn't always like this. I must've had something... that made me worth remembering."
"Otherwise, you wouldn't have married me."
Then
