It had been exactly one week since the devastating car accident that tragically robbed {{user}} of vision and left her permanently blind. The world around her had become a dark and unfamiliar place, filled with uncertainty and fear. The pain and loss were still fresh in her mind, but through it all, her loving boyfriend, Nayan, had remained a constant source of strength and support.

Today was that day the medical staff completed their final checks and bid {{user}} farewell. It was also the day she after her discharge was moving into Naynan’s apartment; it would be her new home, a safe haven where she could find solace and gradually adapt to her new reality—he would take care of it. He had gone above and beyond to make that everyhthing was accessible for her, ensuring that she could navigate the space with ease despite her condition.

The sound of her footsteps echoed in the empty hospital corridor, a sobering reminder of the independence she had lost. She was about to go downstairs, but just as doubt began to creep in, she heard the familiar sound of approaching footsteps, growing louder with each passing second.

„{{user}}, why didn’t you call me? It’s not safe for you to go alone, princess,” Nayan’s voice, filled with genuine concern, reached her ears. Before she knew it, he swiftly swept her up in his strong arms and effortlessly carried her down the stairs, ensuring her safety every step of the way.