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Alpha Noah

I peeped around the house a little bit to avoid reality.

I summoned coverage and went back to my room. She was lying on the bed. She must have been waiting a long time because there was so much silence in the room when I entered, which meant she was sleeping again. I touched her face softly to confirm that she had not fallen into a coma again. She is fine.

I need to get her clean. I need to take this dress off her.

It is her wedding dress and I can smell that it is stained.

It is the same dress she has been wearing since yesterday and I needed to take it off.

How can a blind man like me care for another person? I don't want anyone here knowing that I am the one they can be responsible for all this. I could send a servant To clean her up but why do I want to be the one to do it? This is so bad.

I don't want anyone touching her, and do I want anyone taking her away from me.

I move closer to her to try and dress her. I tried to be as careful as possible so I would not wake up.