CHAPTER 1: The Beginning

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Ever since the day of her diagnosis, Victoria's mother and father, Andria and Allen, tried their best to make it as easy as possible for their baby girl. Private schools for the visually impaired, installation of braille, and more. Victoria was comfortable with her life style, until that day...
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*Victoria's POV*

Lately my parents have been acting weird, but today was very...different.

*FLASHBACK TO FRIDAY NIGHT*

*Andria's POV*

Allen gets out of work at 5pm and it's past midnight! I sent him 20 messages and 16 calls! What is he doing out there, i'm getting worried?! All of a sudden I heard the front door handle shaking, as if someone was opening the door. Then I heard the door slowly open. "Allen is that you!" I screamed loudly and angrily, not thinking about Victoria sleeping. "Crap" I heard Allen say in a whisper. I see his clothes disarranged, hair all messed up, and a faint scent of perfume and alcohol coming from him. "Where were you?!" I scream hearing faint weeping coming from Victoria's room. "I was a work." he says. "Bullcrap."I say in a sternly. I just slap him in the face, knowing that it isn't even half of the pain I feel, while feeling the bitter hurt tears roll down my face. As I got into the bedroom, I closed the door, thinking "Why? Just why? Did the 16 years we've been married meant nothing to you?!" while laying on the bed beginning to weep harder. I could feel the bitter pain tears falling down my face, but with every tear more pain and sadness came over me.

*Victoria's POV*

"Why would Mom and Dad be arguing?" I say to myself as I weep softly. "What should I do? This has never happened before." while millions of ideas, questions, and predictions go through my head. Since Mom and Dad's room is next to mine I could hear Mom crying and whispering things. At that moment I got an idea what if I seek into Mom's room? So I tried my best to find and put on my slippers, got my white cane (walking sticks for the visually impaired), and opened the door slowly and silently. I got to Mom's door, opened it, and closed the door. I could hear rustling as soon as I got in. "Wh..." "Mom?" I say immediately cutting my mom off, I could feel her get calm to the sound of my terrified voice. All of a sudden I felt my mom's arms wrapping around me in a warm embrace with tears falling down. I could tell she was in pain. "Don't worry Mom everything will be alright."

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