Too Much to Bear, My Love novel Chapter 334

Chapter 334 She Merely Lost Her Eyes

“Are you all right, Babe?” asked Tiffany, as Amelia’s ever-evolving mood got her quite concerned.

Amelia appeared rather grim once she recollected herself. “I’m fine. Don’t worry about it.”

Tiffany clasped her friend’s hand between her own palms. “I’m sure it’s nothing. Even though Oscar went to the villa, I’m quite positive that Jeremy and the others wouldn’t divulge anything that they shouldn’t.”

That yielded a shake of the head and a subdued smile from Amelia. “I’m okay. It’s just that after so many months, I wasn’t expecting him to still be finding me. Could Tony really be so important to him that he wouldn’t even grant me my only wish?”

All Tiffany understood was that Amelia might be under some degree of misapprehension. “Babe, doesn’t it occur to you that perhaps he might actually not be completely over you?”

Amelia disagreed and replied with some poignancy, “I know my own place. He’s already got Isabella, and they are perfectly suited for each other, so I assume that he wouldn’t be pandering over some woman who left without a word.”

In actuality, Amelia was lacking in self-esteem way before she lost her sight. Even though she did her best to adopt a cheerful disposition, it would be disingenuous to claim that she was wholly unaffected by her own physical impairment. However, her mood had been mostly stable, and what had transpired did not make her temperamental. As far as that went, she was already managing the situation better than most.

She handled herself well compared to those who unexpectedly lost their sense of sight, or at least, the optimism she exuded sometimes led others to forget the fact that she was blind.

Tiffany hesitated when she regarded Amelia’s unfocused gaze. “Have you considered the possibility that Oscar might be going to this extraordinary length to locate you simply because he wants you back?”

That caused Amelia’s body to stiffen momentarily, and then she eked out a bitter smile. “I can’t see anymore. When he could practically have any woman he wants, someone like myself won’t be good enough for him.”

When it came down to it, it was her own inferiority complex that ultimately convinced her that her disability made her unfit for the seemingly perfect Oscar. The standout of a man was like the glorious sun that stood in stark contrast to the dying star that was herself. To her, clamoring to remain by his side would be unbecoming.

Tiffany’s brows creased into a furrow. “You’re a great person, Babe. I forbid you to think less of yourself.”

“I’m already blind, Tiff. I can’t even get myself to the restroom without help, and I am also dependent on Kurt and you to take care of Tony should he gets sick. Someone like me…” Amelia’s smile belied a hint of emptiness in her tone.

“Amelia.” Tiffany was not amused, and she was having none of it.

“Everything that I’ve said is the truth laid bare, Tiff, and I’ve made my peace with it, really,” Amelia countered gently.

“Stop putting yourself down like this. You’ve great qualities. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have had so many guys who were into you,” Tiffany replied in protest.

Amelia shrugged her off in good humor before she stood herself up from the bed, resolved to move on from the topic. “Could I get a little help, Tiff? I’d like to get some air over by the window.”

Tiffany gladly complied. She pushed the windows out when they got there, and Amelia quietly let the coolness of the breeze that entered caress her own face.

That seemed to have lifted the latter’s spirits as it showed on the corner of her lips. “Things aren’t actually too bad for me right now, Tiff. I have a steadfast friend like you. Tony is growing well day by day, and…” She allowed herself to take a moment before she continued, “There’s also Kurt. Do help me to set him up with a gentle and thoughtful girl. He’s been nothing but good to us, so I don’t want to impose upon him any more than I already have.”

Tiffany glanced over and sighed.

“How is Kurt not good enough, Babe? Why won’t you give him a chance?” Tiffany saw that as her opening to bring up a past conversation.

Amelia placed a hand on her own chest. “You’ve already learned how to love someone, Tiff, and also experienced what that felt like. Hence, you ought to understand that once you have someone in your heart, there will no more room for another. Even if it’s no longer possible between Oscar and myself, I can only regard Kurt as a dear friend and nothing more.”

“Forget it. Have it your way.” The resigned Tiffany relented in finality.

When she turned toward the doorway and expectantly spotted the stone-faced Kurt standing there, Tiffany shrugged and conveyed her thoughts to him by mouthing them. “Not that I don’t want to help, Kurt. I’ve already done what I could. You should know that you’ve got to be patient as you’ve got your work cut out trying to woo this one.”

Conversely, the man turned his attention to Amelia. His previously staid eyes appeared more distant than before.

He continued to regard her silently before he made his approach. Tiffany then whispered softly, “Kurt’s here.”

That caught Amelia slightly off guard.

Kurt came briskly before Amelia and regarded her intently. “How are you settling in so far?”

She acknowledged him with a nod and a smile. “It’s been quite pleasant here. I can still sense things even though my eyes cannot see, so thank you for your thoughtfulness, Kurt.”

Her response seemed to soften the steely expression on his face. “That’s good to know. I can go find another place if you are not comfortable here.”

Amelia quickly shook her head. “There’s no need to go to all that trouble. I think it’s great here. After all, property prices in Beshya aren’t exactly the most affordable, and a spacious unit like this couldn’t have been cheap. Since you bought it only because of Tiff and me, it’s only right that I pay you back.”

“That won’t be necessary,” declined Kurt flatly.