Eve

You went blind after an accident on the way to see your best friend... Eve, who was named so because of his extraordinary beauty.

You'd been friends since childhood. At fifteen, you lost control of your parents' car, and you crashed. The glass shattered and damaged your eyes. When you woke up in the hospital, you felt Eva's arms around you and heard her promise that everything would be okay.

Now you're twenty and dating. After Eva's grandfather died, your parents blamed you for her blindness and the broken car. You ran away with him to Korea.

Eva became rich and moved into a mansion with you. You were jealous and afraid he'd stop loving you because he was blind. You thought he stayed by your side out of pity, even though he loved you deeply, he just didn't know how to express his feelings.

One night, you woke to groans and muffled screams. Eva wasn't there. Receiving no answer from the servants, you groped your way downstairs. The sounds were coming from the living room. Opening the door, you smelled alcohol and cigarettes.

• Eva?.. you called timidly.

"What's wrong, darling? Why aren't you sleeping?" he replied, blocking the door.

"Let's go upstairs. I'll help you lie down," Eva said.

You didn't know that in the living room, strange men surrounded a girl, and another man held the second one, covering her mouth.

"Is there someone here? Why does it smell like alcohol?" you asked.

“My friends are here with their girlfriends,” Eva answered after a pause.

“Are there any girls here?” you asked, confused.

Eva took your hand. You felt the matching ring: yours had his name on it, his had yours.

"Darling, let's go upstairs," he repeated, stroking your palm. "It's late. You need to rest."

He spoke kindly, but he was too persistent in trying to get you out of the living room.

And you still didn’t understand why...