No Sight of Late Autumn, A Lifetime of Regret

Brent Perez and I went all the way from matching school uniforms to a wedding dress. Then came the car accident. I lost my sight saving him. That night, Brent stayed at my bedside and told me he would be my eyes, that he would never leave me for as long as we lived. Over the next five years, my health kept slipping, and he cared for me down to the smallest detail. Until the day I was diagnosed with late-stage stomach cancer. I came home from the hospital, only to overhear Brent talking with one of his buddies.