To See With Her Own Eyes After a devastating tragedy in which Ksenia lost her husband and six-year-old daughter in a car accident, she struggled to recover. She spent nearly six months in a clinic, refusing to see anyone, with only her patient mother by her side. One day, her mother gently told her: “Ksenia, your husband’s business may be on the brink of collapse—Yegor is barely managing. He called me and asked that I tell you. Thankfully, Yegor is an honest man, but…” These words finally sparked something in Ksenia. “Yes, Mum, I need to keep busy; my Denis would have been glad to see me continue his work. Thankfully, I understand the business—he must have sensed it, bringing me into the office.” Ksenia returned to work and managed to save the struggling family business. Yet, despite her professional success, she missed her late daughter terribly. “My dear, I want to suggest you consider adopting a little girl from an orphanage—someone who has it even harder than you. You can help her, and someday, you’ll understand that this is your salvation.” After careful thought, Ksenia realised her mother was right. Soon she visited the orphanage, knowing she could never replace her own child but hoping to help another. Arisha had been almost completely blind since birth. Her parents, both well-educated and from respectable families, abandoned her when they learned of her diagnosis, unwilling to shoulder the responsibility. Even the most upstanding can succumb to cowardice and betrayal. Thus Arisha came to the nursery, where she was named Arina. She grew up hardly able to see, perceiving only faint shadows. At the orphanage, she learned to read, adored fairy tales, and believed that one day a kind fairy godmother would come for her. On the eve of her seventh birthday, her fairy arrived—a beautiful, striking, wealthy, but deeply unhappy woman. Arina couldn’t see her clearly but sensed her kindness. When Ksenia came to the orphanage, the director was surprised that anyone would ask for a child with health issues. Ksenia avoided explaining, fearing misunderstanding, and gave the usual assurances that she had the resources and desire to help a disabled child. A caretaker led Arina out by the hand. Ksenia, upon seeing her, instantly knew—this was her child. She was angelic, with golden curls and huge blue eyes—pure, deep, and sightless. “And who is this?” Ksenia asked, unable to tear her eyes away. “Our Arisha—such a lovely, gentle soul,” the caretaker replied. “She’s mine. That’s certain,” Ksenia decided at once. Ksenia and Arina became devoted to each other, filling essential roles in each other’s lives. After Arina joined the family, Ksenia’s world changed and gained new purpose. Upon consulting doctors, she learned that an operation might restore Arina’s sight, though she’d need glasses. Clinging to hope, Ksenia arranged the operation before school started. Though Arina’s vision saw little improvement, another chance awaited when she was older. Time passed. Ksenia lavished love on her daughter, while her business flourished; though young and beautiful, she had no interest in men—her life revolved solely around Arina. Arina blossomed into a rare beauty and graduated from university. Grateful and unspoilt, she began working for her mother’s company. Ksenia guarded her daughter’s circle warily, fearing that some opportunist would prey on Arina’s naivety and covet her dowry—ample though it was—and always made it clear such schemes would never succeed. Then, Arina fell in love. Ksenia met Anton and, seeing nothing amiss, approved of their relationship. Before long, Anton proposed, and wedding preparations began. Six months after the wedding, Arina was scheduled for her final eye operation. Anton was affectionate and attentive, though occasionally Ksenia sensed something off, which she dismissed. The young couple visited the countryside restaurant where their wedding would be held to discuss décor. It was nearly empty that afternoon. Seated at a table, Anton placed his phone down, but then the alarm on his car went off, prompting him to step outside. While Arina waited, his phone rang persistently. At first, she hesitated to answer, but the ringing continued. She picked up and, before she could speak, heard the booming voice of Anton’s mother, Inna Sergeevna. “Son, I’ve figured out how we can rid ourselves of that blind girl quickly. My friend at the travel agency has two tickets held back for you. After the wedding, tell your little wife you want to see the mountains together. Go hiking, just the two of you, and arrange a little ‘accident’—she slips, she falls. Then go to the police and say your wife’s missing. Say you argued and she stormed off alone. Cry, act devastated, demand a search. When they find her, they’ll think she fell. Who’s going to investigate a foreign tourist’s accident? I know you can play the grieving husband—everyone will believe you, even her mother. If they restore her sight, it’ll be harder to get rid of her—don’t lose all that money, son. Think about it. I’ll hang up now.” Inna Sergeevna disconnected. Arina, shaking, dropped the phone as if it had burned her. “So Anton and his mother want me dead,” Arina thought in horror. A moment ago, she’d been a blissful bride-to-be. Now, the people she and her mother had come to trust were plotting her murder. Arina realised Anton hadn’t overheard the call and tried to keep her composure as he returned. “That’s odd—the alarm must’ve been a cat, but there’s no sign of damage,” Anton said, picking up his phone as it rang again. “Yes, Roman, I’ll be right there,” he said into the phone. Hanging up, he added, “Bad luck—Roman needs me urgently at the office.” “Go ahead,” Arina whispered, “I’ll wait for Mum and we’ll sort everything out.” “Right, I’ll head off. See you.” Arina sat weeping at the table. The restaurant manager, Katya, came over, recognising her. “Arina, are you all right? Where did Anton dash off to—you were just discussing—?” “It’s okay, Katya. Mum’s on her way, just a misunderstanding. Anton was called into work.” “Shall I bring you some tea? You seem shaken.” Arina nodded. Ksenia knew her daughter was meeting Anton at the restaurant and was surprised by Arina’s call. “What could have happened? My poor girl sounded distraught,” she thought, driving over. Twenty minutes later, she joined Arina at the table. “Arina, I was worried sick driving here.” “Mum, Mummy—” Arina’s tears flowed. “They want to kill me.” “Who?” her mother asked, bewildered. “Anton and Inna Sergeevna. I heard it myself. She called, and he’d left his phone on the table when he went outside. She told him to take me to the mountains and push me off a cliff. She pushed him to hurry, so we wouldn’t have time for the operation.” “Darling, what are you saying? Are you sure? Are you okay?” “Mum, please believe me, I heard it myself. Inna Sergeevna never realised she was speaking to me instead of Anton. I hung up before she suspected. Anton was called in to work.” Ksenia was in shock. Had they been so wrong about Anton? What now? As they discussed their next move, Anton phoned Arina. “Well, Arisha, did your mum arrive? Have you sorted out the décor?” Ksenia took the phone. “Hello, Anton. Good thing we learned about your and your mother’s plans in time. Listen carefully—your trips, your plans in the mountains…” “What plans? What trips?” Anton either truly didn’t understand, or he was playing the part very well. “You know—the mountains, where Arina was meant to die in a tragic accident. You realise if your phone goes to the police, they can retrieve everything, even deleted messages. Understand?” There was a pause. “I understand, but it wasn’t me, it was my mother…” “Right. Not only a scoundrel, but a coward too. Goodbye, Anton.” The next day, Anton fled town, blaming his mother for ruining their scheme, grabbing her money, and disappearing, terrified that Ksenia and Arina would go to the police. Inna Sergeevna left as well, rushing to a friend in another city. Shocked by What She Saw With Her Own Eyes At the eye clinic, Arina underwent another operation. Ksenia remained by her side, the bandages still covering her daughter’s eyes. Dr. Dmitry Igorevich, a young surgeon, took great care of Arina—the surgeon who’d performed her operation—and gently supported his beautiful patient. Dmitry blushed when speaking to her, obviously taken. Ksenia watched protectively, yet he seemed sincere and smitten. When Arina’s bandages were finally removed, he brought her a huge bouquet of roses. Arina was overwhelmed when she could truly see for the first time—she wept, finally able to take in the beauty of the flowers and the handsome, tall blond man with grey eyes. “Oh, I’m so happy—I can finally see everything!” Arina sobbed as Dmitry rushed to console her. Arina needed glasses for life, but that hardly seemed a hardship now. Time passed. Arina and Dmitry’s wedding was beautiful. A year later, they had a lovely daughter with her father’s grey eyes. Arina is truly happy—with a caring, reliable husband who will never let harm come to her. Thank you for reading, subscribing, and for your support. Wishing you happiness in your own life!

Seeing it With My Own Eyes

After that terrible tragedy losing her husband and six-year-old daughter in a car accident Emily just couldn’t bounce back. She spent nearly half a year in a clinic, refusing to see anyone. Her mum was by her side, patiently talking to her every day. Then, one day, her mum finally said,

Emily, your husbands business is on the brink. It’s barely afloat, and James is struggling to keep everything together. Hes called and asked me to tell you. Thank goodness James is a decent chap, but

Those words seemed to snap Emily out of her daze, just a little.

Yes, Mum, I suppose I need to keep myself busy. I reckon Dennis wouldve liked the idea of me carrying on his work. Luckily, I understood a fair bit because he brought me into the office, almost as if he knew.

Emily went back to work and managed to save the family business from collapse. The business was sorted, but the aching void in Emilys heart for her lost daughter never quite eased.

Honey, can I give you some advice? her mum said one evening. Why not adopt a little girl from a childrens home maybe one whos even more in need of help than you. Youd be helping her and, trust me, it would help you too.

After plenty of soul-searching, Emily realised her mother was probably right. It wouldnt replace her own flesh and blood, but a part of her life needed a new sense of purpose. So, not long after, she found herself visiting a childrens home.

Abigail was born almost completely blind. As soon as her parents heard the diagnosis, both, despite being well-educated and from nice families, got cold feet and turned their backs on her. Clearly, cowardice finds its way into the best of circles.

So Abigail ended up in a care home for babies, and thats where she got her name. She grew up barely able to distinguish even shadows. At the children’s home, she learned to read and loved fairy tales, always holding onto the hope that her own fairy godmother would find her someday.

When Abigail was nearly seven, her fairy godmother did appear beautiful, spirited, wealthy, and profoundly unhappy. Abigail couldnt really see her, but she sensed the kindness. The head of the childrens home looked rather confused about why Emily, with all her options, wanted to adopt a girl with health issues. Emily didnt want to go into her whole story, so she stuck to simple lines about having the resources and the desire to help a disabled child.

A carer brought Abigail over by the hand. The instant Emily saw her, she just knew this little girl was hers. Abigail looked like a little angel, with golden curls and massive blue eyes eyes that were clear and deep, but sadly sightless.

And who is this? Emily asked, unable to take her eyes off the girl.

Thats our Abigail shes a real sweetheart, the carer replied.

Shes mine, Emily thought, and she never looked back.

Emily and Abigail became utterly devoted to one another. They both needed each other so much. Bringing Abigail home gave Emilys life a whole new meaning. She set about consulting doctors, who reassured her a bit: if Abigail had surgery, she might regain some sight though shed probably need glasses.

Emily leapt at the chance. The operation happened just before Abigail started school, but after it, Abby could only make out vague shapes. There was hope, but it would take time another attempt once she was older. The years ticked by. Emily poured love and attention into her daughter. Business boomed. Emily was now a wealthy, attractive woman who couldnt care less what men thought of her her whole world revolved around Abigail.

Abigail grew up stunningly beautiful just breathtaking. She finished university, never once acting spoiled, and was already working in her mums firm. Emily was fiercely protective, nervous that someone would take advantage of Abigails trusting nature and, perhaps, eye up her inheritance. Whenever she sniffed anything dodgy, Emily made it absolutely clear no one would get rich off her daughter.

Then, love arrived for Abigail. Emily met Daniel too couldnt find any major faults, so she gave her blessing to the relationship. Soon after, Daniel proposed. Wedding planning swung into high gear, and the final operation to restore Abigail’s sight was scheduled for six months after the wedding.

Daniel was attentive, gentle, caring but sometimes Emily felt something about him was just a bit too polished, a little forced. She would shake it off, telling herself not to be daft. One day, Abigail and Daniel went to visit a country hotel where they planned to hold their wedding and were sorting out the final touches for the big day. It was quiet that afternoon.

They were sitting at a table in the lounge. Daniel put his phone down before popping outside when his car alarm started blaring. Abigail was left inside alone. Daniels phone started ringing insistently. At first, she didnt want to answer, but it wouldnt stop. She finally picked up, but before she could say anything, she heard the loud voice of Daniels mum, Barbara.

Danny, Ive figured out how we can quickly get rid of blind little Abby. My friend at the travel agency has two tickets on hold. After the wedding, take your bird to the Lake District tell her you want to go for a walk up the mountains and enjoy the scenery. You two go off together, and make sure your new wife accidentally slips and falls. Then rush to the police and say she disappeared. Pretend you had a row and she stomped off alone. Put on a show, demand a search, weep and carry on when they find her, theyll just say it was an accident. No ones going to dig too deep over there. I know you can pull off the grieving husband bit. Even her mother will believe you. If you let her have that next operation, everything gets complicated. Dont let those sorts of funds slip away, love. Right, Im off now.

Abigail dropped the phone on the table like it had burnt her.

So, his mother wants me dead and Daniel what about Daniel? her mind was reeling.

Moments before, she had been a giddy bride-to-be, finalising wedding plans. Now, she was frozen with shock, realising that two people she and her mother had come to see as family could be plotting against her. Abigail knew Daniel hadnt heard the conversation because he was still outside. She was shaking all over but tried to keep herself together.

Daniel popped back in, saying, Strange, the alarm mustve been a cat or something no marks on the car. Ah, phones ringing again sorry… He grabbed the phone:

Yeah, mate, sure. Ill pop in, and to Abigail, Of all days I have to rush to the office for something urgent.

Go, Abigail said quietly. “Mum will be here soon anyway well talk things through together.

Alright, Ill dash then. Sorry about this

As he left, Abigail just sat there, crying quietly. The manager, Sophie who she knew a bit came over.

Abigail, are you alright? Wheres Daniel gone? Werent you two

Its nothing, Sophie. Mum will be here soon. Daniel just had to rush off to work.

Let me bring you a cup of tea you look like you need it, Sophie said kindly. Abigail nodded silently.

Emily knew they were heading to the hotel, so she was surprised to get a call from Abigail, who sounded unusually shakey.

What could have happened? Abby never sounds like that Emily thought as she jumped in the car.

She arrived twenty minutes later, went straight over and sat down.

Abby, Ive been worried sick.

Mum, they want to kill me. Daniel and his mother. I heard it all. His mother called, he left his phone on the table and ran outside when his alarm went off. She said he should take me up a mountain and give me a shove. She told him to hurry, so we couldnt get my next operation.

Darling, what are you saying? Are you sure? Are you alright?

I swear, Mum, I heard it clear as day, and Barbara didnt even realise it was me on the line and not Daniel. I hung up quickly, so shes got no clue. Daniel had to rush off for work.

Emily was stunned. Had they really been so misled about Daniel? What next? While they were still reeling, Daniel called Abigail.

So, Abby? Did your mum arrive all right? Did you sort the wedding plans?

Emily took her daughters phone.

Hello, Daniel, dear. Lucky we found out about your and your mothers little plans in time. So, listen carefully, Dan About your little tickets to the Lake District

What tickets? What plans? Daniel sounded either genuinely confused or was putting on a great performance.

You know, the plan involving those tickets up north where Abigail was meant to have a little accidental mishap.

Daniel must have guessed his mum had slipped up especially since she sent him a text after the call, telling him not to drag his feet.

Mishap? Why would why would we go there? Daniel stammered, a little too quickly.

So you could end up a rich widower. But dont get your hopes up. We both know whats on that phone and the police can recover anything, even deleted recordings. You get my point, Daniel?

He was silent for ages before saying,

Its not me! Its Mum

Figures hiding behind your mother. Goodbye, Daniel.

The very next day, Daniel scarpered out of town, blaming his mother for bungling the phone call and taking off with her money. He was terrified Emily and Abigail would go to the police. Barbara rushed off to stay with friends in Manchester.

And thats how Abigail saw the truth with her own eyes.

At the eye clinic, Abigail finally had her next operation. Emily stayed by her side. They went out for little walks while Abigail still wore a bandage over her eyes. The doctor looking after her was Dr. Jameson a young, attentive man. The lead surgeon was seasoned and offered plenty of reassurance. Dr. Jameson clearly had a soft spot for his beautiful patient blushing and stumbling over his words whenever Emily was around. Emily watched like a hawk, but honestly, the poor man seemed genuinely smitten.

On the day the bandages came off, he brought Abigail a massive bunch of roses. When Abigail opened her eyes and saw the world clearly for the first time, she was absolutely overwhelmed both by the beautiful flowers and the handsome, tall, grey-eyed doctor.

I can see everything! Abigail sobbed, and Dr. Jameson rushed to comfort her.

Shed have to wear glasses for life now, but who cared after everything shed been through?

Time passed. The wedding of Abigail and Dr. Jameson was lovely. A year later, they had a gorgeous baby girl with grey eyes, just like her dad. Abigails life was full of happiness. She finally had a loving, reliable husband who would always stand by her.

Thanks for listening. And hey, wishing you all the happiness in the world.