He Stole My Eyes For Her
Language: en
I traded my life as the secret heiress to the Whitmore empire—the crown jewel of Manhattan’s elite—to marry Christopher Whitmore. I thought love was enough. I thought he was my sanctuary. But the day before our wedding, a car accident shattered my world. When I drifted back to consciousness, the world was gone. Everything was black. I was blind. Struggling to move, I heard Christopher’s voice from the shadows of the hospital room. He was talking to his assistant, his tone as cold as a winter morning. "Don't worry, sir," the assistant whispered. "The driver and the surgeons have been taken…