Love and Hate Are Over, the Vow Undone

At twenty-three, I took a brutal blow to the head saving Logan Henson, and lost my sight. After that he became my human crutch, refusing to let go of my hand no matter where we went. But on our wedding day, Logan suddenly told me: "Vivi, according to the schedule, the groom waits for you up on the stage, so in a little while you'll have to walk in on your own." "All the guests are watching. Be brave, don't embarrass me, all right?"