Be My Eyes

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When a gentle hand landed on her shoulder she screamed before the person shushed her and she realised that he wasn’t one of the three that had followed her from her beachfront travel agency. Although he was her saviour, she still flinched as his hand reached for her and as he helped her up, she stared into those beautiful, brown, sightless eyes…

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