Then shapes became clearer: blurs turned into forms, forms into faces. He saw the light clothes of the guests, the greenery of the garden, the people around. And then, for the first time in so long, he saw his bride.

He froze at the sight, and barely whispered:

— You?…

The blind man had imagined his future wife differently, and now, seeing her for the first time, he was in shock, for before him stood… 😱😱 To be continued in the first comment 👇👇