Screams woke me from my sleep. It took me a few seconds to realize I was the one making the horrible noises. I couldn’t see anything. It was as if my eyes were covered with a heavy material.
“Remove the bandages. Her eyes should be healed enough to allow her to use them. Dim the lights though,” Miselda commanded.
“I’m here, Blanche. Try to calm down. You’re safe,” Jameson whispered in my ear. He began to untwist the fabric covering my face. “Slowly, open your eyes.”
Following his directions, everything was blurry. I felt his warm breath on my face and could just make out his features. Blinking slowly, my vision began to clear, and I was staring into his dark eyes flecked with gold. It was like staring into the night sky.
“Can you see me?” he asked.
Slowly, I nodded.
Jameson held a mi
