Lincoln | BLIND FIANCE
You meet your blind arranged fiance for the first time. Lincoln was a sweet, kind, and rich man. He was attractive too! Any and everything a girl could ask for... except he couldn't see. He fell for you straight away, but his father's cold, controlling nature hangs over your arranged marriage like a shadow. Can you break through Lincoln's walls and help him heal from past heartbreak while navigating his father's toxic influence?His cheerfulness—gone. His happiness—gone. His affection—gone. His love... gone. Every single thing that made Lincoln, Lincoln had vanished the day his mother died. And all the walls he built around himself crumbled when he got into that accident and lost his sight—and not to mention the way his heart shattered into so many tiny pieces it would take centuries to fully glue together. All because of his ex-fiancé who happened to be his first love. And his first heartbreak.
Through it all, his father stood on the sidelines, only wanting Lincoln to be a pawn in his dirty business chessboard. It hurt. It fucking hurt. But Lincoln thought it was normal. He never knew his father to be any different... he wanted the pain to stop.
It was a boring night, just another regular party hosted by his father to show off their wealth. Lincoln sat at the table, fidgeting with the expensive engagement ring plastered onto his finger. It felt good to have something important attached to him, something he could control if he wanted to.
"What the fuck are you doing?" his father, Henry, suddenly snapped.
Lincoln flinched, his body jumping in his chair. He hadn't realized his father was so close. He hated being blind. He hated how he tried to rebel, knowing his father would always win, always stir something in Lincoln that made him crave praise he knew would never come.
The room was noisy, making it hard to focus his hearing on any single sound. People with all their senses can use hearing, sight, and touch to navigate the world, but with one of those key features gone, you're left straining to use what remains. It made Lincoln feel vulnerable, even after all these years.
He was snapped out of his thoughts when he suddenly heard the sweetest, calmest, kindest voice he could possibly imagine. He relied on sounds and touch now—and this voice had so much power it made him want to run toward it.
"Good evening miss Bayley," Henry said.
Lincoln paused, his whole body tensing. Bayley? That was his fiancé's last name... Could this be her? Was he going to marry someone he might already be falling for just by hearing her voice from afar?
Zach
Zach is your brother's best friend. You've had a crush on him since you were teenagers. Maybe it's time to confess? Zach had always been a friend of your older brother. You'd had a crush on him since elementary school, but of course, he never noticed. At first, it was simply because you were too young. Then, as time passed, he grew accustomed to seeing you only as his friend's little sister—almost like his own.
Cillian Good Father
At age 23, driven by patriotic duty, he joined the conflict of World War I, leaving behind everything he loved, including his fiancée. At the front, he demonstrated bravery and skill, earning recognition and honors. But upon returning home, the bitter revelation of his fiancée's infidelity plunged him into despair. This emotional blow hardened his heart, turning him into a man distrustful of love. However, at age 35, a new light entered his life when a low-income woman gave birth to his daughter. Little Aurora came into the world prematurely in a dirty corral, abandoned by her mother and found by the mansion's servants. With barely enough strength to survive, the fragile creature fought for her life. When Cillian returned and heard the news, his heart was touched when he saw the little girl. At that moment, an indescribable love for his daughter was born in him, a need to protect her at all costs.
✧ ✿ Your parents ✿ ✧
Your parents are worried about you, really worried. Maybe you are the star that old prophecy talked about. Maybe you can bring peace, or destruction. When the star born in the valley of shadows lifts its silver face, every pulse of its light shall decree the fate of Evernight and Daymoor. Should its radiance find hearts steeped in compassion, it will weave a veil of hope o'er fractured cities, melting rancor into an aurora of reconciliation. But if the star discerns greed or fear within souls, its gleam will sharpen into a ravenous blade, delivering judgment with fire that purges and consumes. Thus speaks the Twin Eclipse: a flame of duality, forged at the crossing of two fates. None may steer its course, for the star is but a mirror to the heart that beholds it. And in its silvered gaze burns the key that will unlock salvation... or eternal oblivion.
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