34. A Glimmer Of HopeA week had passed since Shadrach and Wynter confessed their feelings for each other. Now, they couldn't wait to meet in the park every day. Shadrach would often show up at Wynter's clinic with Bella, or Wynter would go to the park to meet him.Today was another one of those days, but Shadrach had something special planned for them, so he was already in the park waiting for Wynter to arrive. As soon as he heard Elli bark, he quickly stood up from the bench. He could also sense Wynter's scent getting closer. Unlike before, he felt no fear about showing affection, so he wrapped Wynter in a warm embrace as soon as she arrived. She responded by wrapping her arms around him too. In the next moment, Shadrach pulled back slightly and captured her lips in a passionate kiss. Wynter was startled for a moment but quickly reciprocated, their lips moving in perfect harmony.They both pulled away when they felt satisfied, and Wynter was gasping for the air she desperately need
35. Passionate Night"Umm... I've decided to go through with the surgery to regain my sight. I've been putting it off for too long, and I can't delay it anymore. If I want to have a good life with you, I need my sight," Shadrach said, shocking Wynter."Are you sure about this, Shad? I mean, it's a good thing, and I’m really happy for you," Wynter replied."Yes, but I’ll be gone for several months. I mentioned the risks and the time involved in this whole process, right?" Shadrach asked."Oh, how long will you need?" Wynter inquired."I can't say for certain, but it could take anywhere from six to twelve months, or even longer, for me to get back to normal. The doctors need to examine my condition and provide the necessary care. If it were a one-time procedure, it would be different, but it’s a series of trials and errors to find what works best for me," he explained.Wynter's eyes immediately welled up with tears. "If I stop you from getting the treatment, I would be the selfish one h
36. Father FeelingThe next morning, Wynter woke up from the best sleep of her life, nestled in the arms of the man she loved, who, in written words, loved her even more. Shadrach was sleeping peacefully, as if he had no cares in the world, like a warrior who had won a battle and was now enjoying the bliss of peace. Wynter couldn’t help but admire his face, noting how he looked even more handsome while sleeping, with his long eyelashes casting gentle shadows on his cheeks.Suddenly, her peaceful moment was interrupted when her phone rang. Wynter, who was comfortably resting on Shadrach's chest, felt him stirring in his sleep. She quickly reached for her phone and saw that it was Sabrina calling early in the morning. Panic hit her as she remembered that she was staying at the king's mansion and had forgotten to inform anyone about her whereabouts. Everyone might be worried about her.She quickly got out of bed and answered the call. "Yes, Mama Iris, I’m alright. I was at my friend's h
37. Sudden PainA few weeks passed by in a blur, with Wynter nearing her 8th month. Both she and her doctor were pleased with her progress. Shadrach accompanied her to all her appointments, and overall, life was running smoothly for them. However, as the days drew closer to her delivery, Shadrach faced the reality of having to part ways with her for a while.Today, Shadrach sat in his room, scribbling down thoughts and ideas for a plot that had been swirling in his mind. He often used this method to clear his head. But beneath the surface, he was grappling with dangerous plans that he felt he needed to keep from Wynter. He knew that bringing her along or revealing his locations would put her in jeopardy. His father’s step-siblings were relentless, and if they caught wind of Wynter, they would undoubtedly use her against him.Shadrach had no doubt that they would leave someone to spy on him. They had already taken away everyone else close to him, and Wynter would be the next target if
38. Bundle Of JoyAs they arrived at the hospital, Shadrach’s heart raced with a blend of anxiety and determination. Although he couldn’t see, he supported Wynter as she exited the car, his arm securely wrapped around her waist, guiding her through the sliding glass doors. The sterile scent of antiseptic enveloped them, a stark contrast to the warmth of their home.“Stay with me, Wynter,” he urged, his voice steady despite the chaos swirling in his mind. The reception area buzzed with activity, nurses moving swiftly and patients waiting anxiously. Shadrach approached the front desk, tightening his grip on Wynter.“She’s in labor,” he stated urgently, his senses heightened as he listened for any sign of assistance. The receptionist’s voice conveyed concern as she responded.“Please have a seat; I’ll get someone to help you right away,” she replied, her fingers flying over the keyboard.Wynter leaned against him, her breath quickening. “Shadrach, I don’t think I can wait,” she said, her
39. Father's Words"Princess, are you alright?" came Travis's voice.A chill ran down Shadrach's spine, nervousness crawling its way into him, which he desperately tried to control. This was not how he had imagined meeting Wynter's family, and Travis referring to Wynter as "princess" only added to his anxiety.A number of questions clawed at his mind. If her father called her princess, he had no doubt that she was treated like one. What if her family wouldn’t accept him for various reasons? His main concern was being rejected because of his looks.Though Wynter had put in efforts to groom him well, it had been so long that he had even forgotten how he looked in the first place. Two people could be considered blind in this situation: one, Shadrach, who was literally blind, and two, Wynter, who was blinded by her love for him, so physical appearance didn’t matter to her. But her family wasn’t blinded by anything; they would definitely want the best for their daughter, and he was sure h
40. Quick ChangesA few weeks passed by in a blur, much faster than Shadrach would have liked. As the day of his surgery drew nearer, he felt both excited and saddened at the thought of leaving Wynter behind.Today, he paced around his bedroom, anxiously waiting for a call that had taken years to receive. The days had been tough for him, especially with the distance from Wynter weighing heavily on his heart. The Kings had been cautious about Wynter and Storm's safety, keeping them in their home to ensure a good recovery for their only daughter. When Shadrach learned about this, the Kings were welcoming, suggesting he could visit Wynter whenever he wanted. However, he felt it was inappropriate and struggled to hold himself back from seeing Wynter and the child he considered his own.The only times he got to see her were during her hospital checkups, where he would always tag along. Those were the moments they cherished together. But today, if Harry called back with the news he was hop
41. One Last Surprise“Are you really leaving?” Wynter sighed, her expression heavy with sadness.“Yeah, Griz. I got my matching lenses, and if I pass up this chance, I don’t know when I’ll find my match again,” Shadrach explained.“I’m happy for you, but when are you leaving?” Wynter asked; her curiosity piqued.“I’ve got my stuff in Chicago, so I need to make the necessary arrangements. I’m leaving on the morning flight,” Shadrach replied, swallowing hard as a lump formed in his throat.“That soon? Can you spend tonight with me?” Wynter pleaded.“That soon? Can you spend tonight with me?” Wynter pleaded.Shadrach paused for a moment. “Alright, but I have to leave early in the morning. You might be fast asleep.”“No, no! If Storm doesn’t act all fuzzy, I’d like to drop you off for your flight. We should enjoy every moment we have left,” Wynter said, her emotions bubbling to the surface.She couldn’t believe the time had come for them to part ways, and she had no idea how long it woul
To my dear readers,I want to begin by expressing my deepest gratitude to you, even though there may not be many of you. Your support, no matter how small, has meant everything to me. When I first set out to write "Blinded Dreams," my goal was to craft a unique storyline that would resonate with those who read it. It has taken me 1.5 years to finally complete this book, and I’m overwhelmed with joy to be able to say that it is now finished.Writing this book has been one of the hardest and most rewarding experiences of my life. During the course of crafting this story, I faced some of the darkest and most difficult phases in my personal journey.Every chapter, every word, was part of my own catharsis, and it is with a full heart that I share this with you today.This will be the last book in the Dreams series. The journey of Shadrach, Wynter, and the others has come to its beautiful conclusion, and I have no intentions of returning to continue their story. As much as I’m sad to close t
EpilogueSabrina's POVThe soft hum of violins played on, weaving a melody that seemed to mirror the emotions swirling within me—excitement, love, and a hint of nervousness. The garden was nothing short of magical, bathed in the golden glow of the setting sun. White roses and blush-pink peonies bordered the aisle like nature’s embrace, their fragrance soothing yet invigorating.This was it—the moment I had dreamed of all my life. I was marrying Shadrach.Taking a deep breath, I tried to steady the fluttering in my chest. Beside me, Mama Iris adjusted my veil with a delicate touch. Her hands trembled slightly, and her eyes shimmered with unshed tears.“You look beautiful, my love,” she said, her voice trembling. “I can’t believe you’re getting married already. I just wish Denissa was here to see this.”Tears welled up in my eyes, but I held them back. “Thank you, Mama Iris,” I whispered. “I wish she were here too, but having you with me means everything.” My thoughts wandered briefly t
73. Blinded DreamsShadrach's POVIt’s been a month since all the chaos unfolded, and life has finally settled into a calm rhythm. Things feel normal again. Wynter has officially moved into my penthouse at Jackson Tower. Although I insisted that Ethan stay with us—after all, this place belongs to him as much as it does to me—he refused, saying that I was the one who had truly contributed to the growth of Jackson Enterprises, even when things were at their most vulnerable.Still, I was persistent, and he eventually agreed to move into the flat just below my penthouse. He seems satisfied with that arrangement, and I’m happy to have him close.For the first time, this penthouse feels like home. Wynter, however, insists that we also spend time at the house she bought for herself. When I suggested renting it out, she outright refused, saying it held sentimental value for her. With no other option, we’ve made a habit of spending our weekends there. It’s a compromise, but one I don’t mind for
72. The Ultimate RevelationThird Person's POVTravis stood frozen, shock and dread coursing through him. Miller’s words had reopened wounds he had buried deep within himself. The realization of how close he had come to losing Wynter—the person he cherished most in the world—gripped him like a vice. If Miller hadn’t arrived in time, Wynter might have met the same fate as Denissa. The mere thought of it flashed vividly before his eyes, making his knees feel weak.Meanwhile, Sabrina had rushed to Wynter, pulling her into a protective embrace. Her hands moved swiftly over Wynter’s body, inspecting her from head to toe for any signs of injury. When she found none, she exhaled in relief, her grip on Wynter tightening for a moment as if to reassure herself that she was unharmed."Mama Iris, where’s Storm?" Wynter asked, her voice trembling but steady enough to break the silence."He’s safe, sweetheart," Sabrina reassured her. "Harris is with him, waiting for you to come back."Wynter nodded
71. SavedThird Person's POVA piercing gunshot echoed through the air, making Wynter and Shadrach scream in fear.Wynter instinctively shut her eyes, bracing for the searing pain she was certain would come, expecting her soul to quit her body at any moment. But the impact never came. Confused, she slowly opened her eyes, her heart pounding. Another scream—this one agonizing—rang out, followed by a second gunshot.Her mind raced. Was the danger closing in on her and Shadrach? Or was it happening elsewhere, through the phone? The uncertainty was maddening.Both Wynter and Shadrach opened their eyes simultaneously, relief washing over them when they saw each other unharmed. The chaos around them was overwhelming, but one thing became clear: Sean, who had been holding a gun, now clutched his hand, blood pouring from it. His shoulder had also taken a hit, rendering him incapacitated.While Wynter tried to steady herself, Shadrach assessed the situation. Men surrounded him, guns drawn and
70. Fighting For LoveThird Person's POVWhen Shadrach learned of Wynter’s kidnapping, his first suspicion fell on his uncles. No one else harbored the grudge or the resources to hurt her this way. Deep down, he knew this wasn’t just about her—it was their attempt to exact revenge on him.He felt a crushing wave of shame. Not once, but twice, he had failed to protect Wynter. And for that, he vowed to make things right, no matter the cost.Shadrach began heading out of the clinic when Travis intercepted him."Shadrach!" Travis called, stepping in front of him. "Where are you going?"Shadrach’s eyes burned with determination. "I know where I need to go, and I promise you this—when I come back, Wynter will be with me."He turned to Sabrina, his voice softening. "Mrs. King, I don’t even need to say this, but please take care of Storm while I’m gone."Sabrina nodded silently, holding back tears.Without waiting for a reply, Shadrach strode out, heading to his car. He started the engine wit
69. Old EnemiesWynter's POVWhen I opened my eyes, I found myself tied to a chair. My hands and legs were bound tightly, and my mouth was gagged, making it impossible to speak.I tried to piece together what had happened. The phone call with Ethan... the men barging into the clinic... being dragged out at gunpoint. I remembered trying to resist, only to be struck with the barrel of a gun, everything going black after that.Now, I was here, in complete darkness, unable to make out my surroundings. I tried to scream, but the gag muffled any sound I made.My eyes adjusted to the dim light and wandered toward the darkest corner of the room. I squinted, focusing hard. Someone was seated there, in the shadows. I couldn’t make out their face or even discern if it was a man or a woman.Then, the figure stood and began walking toward me. The sound of their shoes clicking against the floor echoed in the silence, sending a chill down my spine. I squinted harder, and when they stepped into the f
68. KidnappedShadrach's POV"Thank you, Mr. King. I really owe you for this one," I said earnestly over the phone, my voice thick with gratitude.Mr. King had just forwarded the proof I desperately needed to confirm my suspicions. My uncles were behind my parents’ murder. I hadn’t expected him to uncover the truth so quickly, but the detailed statements he had sent via email were undeniable.He explained that he had used his connections in Chicago to pressure the burglars, who were serving life sentences for the crime. Originally, they had claimed the murders were accidental—that they’d entered our home for a robbery and killed my family when confronted. But under Mr. King’s pressure, they admitted the truth: my uncles had bribed them to carry out the killings."As long as my daughter is happy with you, you don’t owe me anything," Mr. King replied in his deep, authoritative voice. Yet, beneath his calm tone, there was an unspoken warning that sent a chill through me."I promise I wil
67. Back To ManhattanOn their way back to Manhattan, Wynter couldn’t stop marveling at her engagement ring. She kept stealing glances at it, her eyes sparkling with excitement.“Mama Iris is going to be so shocked!” Wynter exclaimed as they passed through the bustling streets of the city.Shadrach, focused on the road, glanced at her and smiled warmly. “Maybe that’s the kind of shock your father needs to reassure him that I don’t plan on leaving your side anytime soon,” he chuckled.Wynter turned to him, curiosity brimming in her eyes. “Speaking of Dad, how did your meeting with him go? What did he say? I know he can be... intimidating.” Her words came out in a rush, barely giving her time to breathe.“Breathe, Griz. Take it easy,” Shadrach laughed. “I won’t lie, though—your dad is very intimidating. He’s got this aura, like he’s some mafia boss and not a CEO. Are you sure he’s not into something... shady?” He teased, though his tone carried genuine intrigue.Wynter let out a small l