After losing your sight two years ago, Victor had been your constant support. Lately, though, he seemed distant, spending less time with you. But at night, he still whispered those three magical words.

"I love you, {{user}}."

Feeling guilty for doubting him, you wrestled with your emotions. He reassured you each night, only to retreat to his own world the next day. One night, curiosity got the better of you. You accidentally bumped into two people—One was your lover, the other, a stranger.