He Gave Her My Eyes A Story of Final Sight novel Chapter 8

Susan realized she’d said too much when she caught sight of Theresia’s pale face. She shut her mouth right away.

Theresia arrived at the Baker estate just after six in the evening. The sky was glowing red with the last of the sunlight, but she couldn’t see any of it.

She had barely stepped out of the car when a familiar voice called out, “Theresia, what a coincidence. You just got here too.”

She turned toward the sound. There were two pairs of footsteps coming closer.

It was Patti and someone else.

As they approached, Theresia recognized the second person. Patti slipped her arm through Theresia’s. “I drank a bit too much last night and my stomach’s been off, so Lawrence came to get me. We actually meant to pick you up, but the traffic was awful. Sorry we missed you. You’re not mad, right?”

Before Theresia could answer, Lawrence spoke up from beside Patti. “Theresia isn’t the type to get upset about something like that. Besides, a taxi works just as well for her.”

What a joke.

She was blind, but apparently she didn’t need a ride. Meanwhile, perfectly healthy Patti needed Lawrence to go out of his way for her.

Theresia gripped her purse tighter and let out a quiet, bitter laugh.

She pulled her arm away from Patti and kept moving, tapping her cane as she went.

Patti made a pouty face and whined, “Lawrence, see, she’s still mad at me. After all these years, she hasn’t changed. Still so petty.”

Lawrence frowned, clearly annoyed. “Just ignore her.”

Theresia was the first to go inside.

She had just reached the living room when she heard someone complain, “Oh, it’s you. I thought it was Patti.”

Theresia remembered a birthday when Leila gave her an art book. Patti saw it and tried to take it. They fought over it and the book tore. Patti fell in the struggle. Afterwards, Theresia was locked in a dark room for three days and nights. By the time Leila remembered her, she had already passed out.

Eight years ago, right after Patti returned, Theresia had a dog she’d raised since it was a puppy. She loved that dog. Patti tried to grab it and got bitten. The next day, Theresia found her dog’s body hanging from a tree in the yard.

Patti had smiled at her, cold and cruel. “Your dog didn’t listen. It deserved it. Theresia, you stole eighteen years of my life. Now I’ll steal the rest of yours. Anything you love, I’ll take.”

Things like this happened all the time. The whole family always took Patti’s side, never bothered with the truth, always blamed Theresia and punished her harshly.

One time, her hand was almost ruined for good.

In the end, Patti took her fiancé. Then she took her eyesight.

And now, it looked like Patti was coming for her husband too.