Chapter 4

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     Oh how a miracle happened! I was only eating breakfast on the table. Then I was called by my surgeon, who Mom and Dad hired for me years ago, offered for the eyes transplant!

I was about to say 'Yes, I would be there!' But then I thought of Mike.

Would he agree to this?

Should I talk about it to him?

And after rattling around to find a decision, I made my choice. I should talk to him about it.

After all, he is my boyfriend and my only guardian around to help me. So I should respect him for all he had done for me. Even when we were little.

After he returned home and settled in. I sat on the couch and called him over. He sounded tired than usual. Not a good time to pick on his brain.

"Yes, Skylar?" He asked, letting out a deep sigh of tiredness.

"First, are you ok?" I asked in deep concern for him.

"Of course I'm ok! I'm just a bit tired from work, like usual. So what's the second?" He continued on.

Still with a worried feeling, I continued with the conversation.

"My surgeon just called me, he said someone donated their eyes for the transplant! Isn't that great?!" I bursted out with excitement.

"That's great! Now you can see!"

"But I wanted to make sure you're ok with it too."

"Why? Of course I'm more than ok with it Sky! I'm excited for you to finally come around and see the world, like we have always planned and dreamt of."

His tone of voice changed into a sweet and calm one. He must have thought a lot about our future together. There was complete silence filling the room.

"Remember when I promised you back then?" Mike started.

I made a confused expression and shook my head. It was then he sighed and I finally remembered when he mentioned a certain word.

Marriage.

Mike promised me, once someone donated their eyes for me, he would propose to me. We will get married soon!

Everything happened so fast I couldn't keep my excitement in. I shrieked in happiness and hugged Mike.

"Oh everything's going amazing!" I told him.

"I know! I never thought this day would come. It thought I'd be blind forever!" And then, there were water works.

I bursted my tears out, but those aren't tears of sadness, but tears of happiness. Tears that I would treasure in my heart. With the upcoming events, my life will change forever.

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I was now in the hospital getting ready for the surgery. Mike was there with me. Supporting me and encouraging me that everything will be alright.

I was amused to hear his voice, his sweet, soft, and encouraging voice.

His presence felt like one big happiness canon with everything that I love and like, including him, would blow up and surprise me with this huge event.

We waited for my surgeon outside, all ready to do the surgery.

But once he exited the room, he put on a sad face. Seems more like a defeated face. We worried, stared at each other, then on him.

"Is everything alright?" I asked.

He shook his head before answering, "I'm sorry, someone else got to sign in first. We transferred their eyes to them instead, I'm sorry..."

That's when everything crumpled down into small pieces of sharp rocks, and I stood on it. It hurts. It hurts so bad. My heart dropped, my mind stopped, my vision became blurry.

"No..." I whispered to myself.

Mike gave me a heart-warming hug and cried on my shoulders.

"It's gonna be fine." He repeated, "We'll find someone..."

He said, but are we? Most people in the world are cold-hearted and selfish. An example: Mike's brother, Mark. This was my one shot dream, and now it's all ruined!

Instead of crying, I wanted to burst out my anger. But I kept it all in me, with a shocked facial expression and a broken heart.

Just when everything turned down-side-up. It turned vice versa. Like they say, 'don't get you're hopes too high or else it'll crumble down.' Never thought it would be useful in future reference.

But have I listened to it? No, I never listen to other people... I just want to see... Is it that hard of a task that God can do?! To bring my eye sight back. It just means a lot to me.

For the past few months I would break down crying. Of course, why wouldn't I? After all, I am a coward like Mark said.

Mike was there for me. He even took a day off for me. Again, prioritising me. It made me feel like a burden to Mike.

I sighed in disbelief in myself. Thinking positively.

Thinking everything will be alright.

Thinking I would get a happy ending. With Mike by my side.

Thinking I would jump any obstacles I encounter.

Just to get to my hopes and dreams.

Mike... I'll see you soon.

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"Don't get you're
hopes too high or else it'll
crumble down."

-Unknown

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(I don't remember who made the quote, someone can help? And I know the
sentence is a bit different from the original.)

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