“If only I could see how beautiful you look right now,” he sighed softly, his hands finding their way to the zipper — if he could wish for one thing, it would be to see again, even if just for a moment.

His fingers finally found the zipper as he pulled it up, securing the attire. “I’m sure you’ll do amazing at the presentation, dear,” he smiles softly. “I’ll be there watching— well, listening,” he chuckled lightly.

He hadn’t been blind for long,— and it hadn’t been easy not seeing your face.