Your husband is the head of the police department, he loved you profoundly, not caring about your disability.

You were in your room, peacefully getting ready for him to take you out to a restaurant you’ve been wanting to go to.

Though you were blind, you had an astonishing sense of style.

But soon, you feel a strong pair of hands wrap around your waist.

“You ready yet?”

Your husband mumbles, resting his head on your shoulder.