I LOST MY VISION AND MY HUSBAND BEAT ME IN OUR OWN HOME… THEN I DISCOVERED I WAS NEVER TRULY ALONE
I LOST MY VISION AND MY HUSBAND BEAT ME IN OUR OWN HOME… THEN I DISCOVERED I WAS NEVER TRULY ALONE
Chapter 1: The Day He Decided I Was Nothing
The sound of glass shattering against my chest is something I will never forget.
It wasn’t just the impact.
It was the silence that followed.
That terrible, heavy silence that tells you something inside your life has just broken beyond repair.
“Elena, are you even listening to me?” Roberto’s voice cut through the room.
I blinked.
Or at least I tried to.
Darkness didn’t blink back.
It stayed.
Permanent.
Three months ago, I lost my vision after the accident.
Three months ago, I became something my husband stopped looking at.
Now I was just… noise in his house.
“I said get out of my way,” he snapped.
I held onto the kitchen counter.
“I’m not in your way,” I whispered.
A pause.
Then his laugh.
Cold.
Mocking.
“You don’t even know where you are half the time anymore.”
A chair scraped the floor.
I heard him approach.
Fast.
Angry.
And then—
Pain exploded across my shoulder as he shoved me.
I hit the table.
Something fell.
Glass shattered on the floor.
“Elena!” I gasped.
Not from fear.
From shock.
Because he had never touched me like this before.
Never.
Until I went blind.
“You’re useless now,” he said quietly.
Each word sharper than the last.
“I can’t take you anywhere. I can’t show you to anyone.”
I froze.
“…Roberto…”
He cut me off.
“You’re just a liability.”
Silence.
Then softer:
“If you had died in that accident, it would’ve been easier.”
My breath stopped.
That wasn’t my husband speaking anymore.
That was something else.
Something I didn’t recognize.
I heard him walk away.
Then stop.
A drawer opened.
Metal sliding.
My blood turned cold.
“…what are you doing?” I whispered.
No answer.
Then footsteps behind me again.
Slow.
Controlled.
Final.
“Elena,” he said calmly, “don’t make this harder than it has to be.”
My entire body went rigid.
“You wouldn’t—”
The air shifted.
And I understood.
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He was going to finish what life started.
Blindness wasn’t enough punishment for him.
