My Visually Impaired Girlfriend

Chloe and I fell in love. She was gentle and caring, incredibly devoted to me. Soon, we moved in together.

One night, I was deep in sleep when a faint sound of running water woke me. I turned over and saw the bathroom light on in our bedroom. *Must be her*, I thought, and drifted back to sleep.

But quickly, a cold sweat drenched me. *Why would a blind person turn on the light to use the bathroom at night...?*

I lay still, my back to the bathroom, deliberately slowing my breathing. My heart hammered faster and faster.

"Click."