This is short. But this will surprise you. Its not easy to write on time, so please understand that I'm trying to write chapters but then again I like to take a few breaks. But of course I will try to work a little faster, maybe. Enjoy.

Emma

My eyes started to open. I blinked a couple times to steady the blurriness...There's someone here. Someone staring right at me. I closed my eyes tightly couple times, forcing my vision to steady faster. After a few tries my vision steadied at last. I looked up at the mysterious stranger.

"Hello, Emma. How are you?"

I gasped. It can't be...No it can't be. How is this possible? No, I'm dreaming. Yes, I must be dreaming. I closed my eyes back, and waited for a moment.

Strange hands grabbed my arms. "Emma, this isn't a dream. Please look at me."

I shook my head. I tighten my eyes. Oh please let this be a dream. Let this be something I made in my head. Please make it go away.

"Emma. Please. I'm only here to take you home with me. That's all I'm asking."

My eyes remained closed. He's like a flaming light that is unable to go near to or look at. After everything that happened, he just walk back in out of guilt. "Bae, please leave. Please. I don't want you here. I don't want you here in this room. I don't want you to be here in New York either!"

His hands took mine. "Please, Emma will you look at me? I am not here because out of guilt and trying to change the regretful mistake I made of leaving you and our Henry. I'm here because I still love you, I always have and I am willing to do everything for you."

"How dare you call Henry yours? He is not yours, you hear! He will never be yours!" I finally opened my eyes.

Bae hasn't changed a bit. He still has that shaggy dark hair and the furry cover on his jaw with a nice fuzzy mustache. But the only difference is..Wait. Something is missing. This can't be his whole self.

"Bae...W-what happen to you?"

He lifted my hands to his lips. "...I'm going to be a little different from now on, Emma. I know it will take some time for you to get used to. But I made a great deal of money for us, so we will be fine. I'll be able to afford a nice big place for the three of us, and Henry's future college money is also taken care of. I worked real hard to prepare all this, all those years were long but spent wisely for me."

"Bae are in your right mind?...You, oh gosh. You're b – I can't even say it." Tears rolled down my eyes.

"Emma, for now on, I won't be able to be myself like I was before. It really sucks if you think about it...I won't be able to look at your face again, or see the color of your hair and see if it grown longer. Or see how much Henry changed, I kept imagining how much he grown and the things we could have done if I were there every year. Every music in the street reminds me of him. The key chains displayed in stores reminds me of you, the first gift I ever gave you."

I quickly sat up. I held two fingers close to his eyes. "Bae, how many fingers am I holding?"

He smiled. "Emma you know I can't."

"What have you done to yourself? Why didn't you tell me about this?"

He shook his head and embraced me in his arms. "How could I? What good is there for a blind father to return back to his own family's life?"