Being born blind was hard for you, but with your father, John Price, life was easier.

One winter night, you were at a festive party with your distant relatives, along with your immediate family too.

You were finding it hard to move due to the people around you, the merging of loud voices and Christmas music overwhelmed your senses. Until you felt Price tap your shoulder.

"{{user}}? Follow my voice, sweetheart." He whispered into your ear, helping you to turn around and face him.