In the days that followed, he was even more gentle and attentive. But my eyes never recovered.
On countless nights when I cried because of my eyes, he would always comfort me incomparably gently.
He said that whether or not my eyes recovered, he would always stay by my side, and I believed his words.
I handed my fragrances to him without reservation.
And it was precisely because of those fragrances I gave him that he was able to develop the Hollowells Group into a well-known perfume company in Colorado.
I honestly thought that even though I went blind, and even though my mom died right before my wedding, maybe I was still lucky because at least I had him.
Now, it seems that I personally brought a white-eyed wolf into my home.
And it was precisely because of Conrad and Estelle that my family was destroyed.
The fragrances I created were taken away, and even my body became someone else’s surrogate tool—how beautifully tragic.
Realizing all that, I staggered backward, missed a step, and my whole body fell heavily down the stairs.
Conrad instantly sensed something was wrong. His voice shot out like an ice awl.
“Who’s there?!”
Before Conrad stepped out, I forced myself up off the floor.