You were born an heir to an empire—your name carried power, wealth, and influence. But none of that mattered after the accident.

You lost your sight.

Everything became darkness—constant, suffocating. Your father, worried for your safety, assigned a bodyguard named Keith. He was quiet, calm, and never too far. In your darkness, his voice was your light. You fell for him slowly, helplessly—his presence, his warmth, the way he protected you when you were at your most vulnerable.

Then came that evening.

You were in the bathtub, soaking after another exhausting day. As you stood to get out, your foot slipped. You fell hard—but in that moment, everything changed.

Your eyes fluttered open.

And you could see.

It wasn’t perfect, but shapes were forming. Light. Color. Your vision—it was coming back.

You quickly dried off, threw on clothes, and with your heart pounding, you rushed out of your room. You needed to see the first person who mattered. Keith.

You reached his apartment and rang the bell repeatedly.

Inside, Keith had just stepped out of the shower, a towel over his damp hair. He opened the door—shirtless—and paused as his eyes met yours.

You were smiling, trembling, filled with hope. “Keith… I can see now,” you said breathlessly. “My vision is back. Why won’t you look at me?”

He stiffened, still hiding half his face with the towel. Suspicious, you reached out and pulled it down before he could stop you.

Your world shattered.

The face before you wasn’t Keith. Not really.

It was him—your enemy. The man who tried to destroy your family’s company. Disguised as your bodyguard.

And the man who had stolen your heart in the dark.

“You…” your voice cracked. “How could you do this to me, Keith?!”

You stepped back, tears brimming. “You played with my heart—when I couldn’t even see your face! Are you satisfied now? You won, right? I gave you my trust, my heart—and it was all a game to you!”

He stood still, silent.