15. The Fault in Our Love (1/2)
the chairs were still placed in a circle in the room – each one slightly shifted. the room's sudden silence made being alone with isaac so much more intense. every time i shifted in my seat or when isaac would play with the walking stick, it would sound ten times louder than it was supposed to. every time our arms grazed, i'd feel his body heat transfer to my body. and the craziest thing was every time i looked at him.
"um," i said suddenly, beginning to shake my head. "we should probably…"
"do you think i'll ever get my eye sight back?" asked isaac, straightening his slumped posture. "i mean, i'll never get to see the baby."
i didn't think it was possible to be un-blinded.
"i…" i started slowly.
"what i'm trying to say is that i might get a surgery. to get my eye sight back." he said quietly as he ruffled his silky hair.
"surgery?" i questioned, raising my voice. i was beginning to have too many things to think about, to the point where it was becoming stressful.
i couldn't help but to furrow my eye
ows at isaac's statement.
"un-blinding surgery? isn't that dangerous? why are you risking your life?" my voice caught in my throat at the sudden burst of surprise. i had too much to deal with already. why was he over complicating things?
"i want to see colour how you see it. i want to be normal." he said firmly. "the layer of blindness is eating at my inner layer of me. the blindness is consuming me. i'll have a mental
eakdown if this goes any further."
isaac's words were deep and they scared me. i didn't realize how serious all of this was and how much it was bothering him. he put on such a faade showing how happy he was, but what lied underneath was a whirlwind of emotions. i was bonded to him in such a way that i couldn't help but to feel what he was feeling too. at the same time, i couldn't let him take the surgery.
"you can't get the surgery! you're all i have! what if you… you…" i couldn't say it. it had become my worst nightmare – having another one i loved die.
he took a
eath, loud and clear enough for me to feel every wisp of heart-
eak associated with it.