"I think...the lightning may have blinded you."

It was weird saying that sentence to her. I thought I was going to choke as I saw her face shift from confused to shocked. Her foggy green eyes widened as she tried to stare at me, but instead, it looked like she was looking out the window behind me at the storm that was still raging.

"What?" she breathed as she sat back in her seat and put her hands up in front of her face. She waved them wildly before she turned to me. "How many fingers am I holding up?"

"Seven," I answered as I grabbed both of her hands gently and put them down. "Evelyn...I can see you perfectly fine."

"But I can't!" she suddenly shouted, causing me to jump in shock. "I can't see!" she took a pause, staring into nothing. "I can't see," she whispered. It felt like my heart was breaking in two as I watched tears fall from her eyes. She let out a strangled sob before covering her mouth with her hands. Slowly, she pulled her legs into the seat, wrapped her arms around them, put her face down, and cried.

We sat there for 20 minutes, her cries mixing in with the pounding of the rain. I watched the minutes go by on the clock on the dashboard, wishing it could rewind. After another minute I turned the car off and rested my head against the steering wheel as her cries turn to anguished screams. It was a sound of pure pain that mixed in with the thunder and rain. I had no idea what to do.

"I'll take us back to the studio," I said softly once she became silent. I lifted my head and turned the car back on. Evelyn didn't say anything. She kept hugging her knees to her chest, staring at the floor of the car. Tears continued to roll down her cheeks, but other then that, she was motionless; almost lifeless.

As soon as I pulled into the driveway, I hurried out of the car to help Evelyn. She hadn't moved an inch when I opened the door, unbuckled her, and carefully guided her out of the car and into the pouring rain. She made no move to hurry. The grip she had on my arm was tight and she shuffled her feet as if she would trip the second she'd pick one up.

Making sure to keep a hold of her, I pulled out the keys and opened the door. She nearly tripped as she tried to step through the threshold and let out a small sob of sadness.

"It's okay, you're okay," I told her when she refused to move again. Just lift up your right foot and walk normally...that's it." I guided her into the studio and shut the door, immediately relishing in the warm establishment. Both Evelyn and I were starting to shiver from the cold that began to seep through our clothes from the rain.

I carefully sat her on the couch, took off her soaked jacket, and pressed one of the dry towels I had brought into the living room into her hand. However, she made no move to dry herself off. She sat still, her gaze to the floor as she let her hair drip water and soak into the carpet.

"Evelyn, come on," I kneeled in front of her and took the towel. "You need to get dry before you catch a cold." she didn't respond and so I did my best to dry her off. When I got to her face and dried it, it began wet with her tears again. She made no sound as she continued to sit in silence. It was like looking at a crying statue. "Evelyn..."

"It..." she swallowed, trying to clear her raspy voice. Her eyes never moved from the spot they were staring at. "Doesn't matter...a cold..."

"Evelyn..." I gazed at her once green eyes, taking in how they looked foggy.

I don't know what to do, I thought as I continued to dry her face and neck. Once I got to her arms, she reached over and grabbed my hand to stop me.

"Kaiden?" I looked at her and winced when I remembered that she couldn't see me.

"Yes?"

"Do you think..." she finally lifted her head and tried to look towards me. But instead, it looked like her gaze was over my head. "I'll be able to see again?"