Love and Hate Are Gone, My Heart Is Empty

The year I turned twenty-three, I took a savage blow to the head saving Cora, and lost my sight. After that she became my human crutch, refusing to let go of my hand no matter where we went. But on our wedding day, Cora suddenly told me: "Emmet, this is how it goes. You have to wait for me up on the stage, so in a minute you'll need to walk in on your own." "All the guests are watching. Be brave. Don't embarrass me, okay?"