Blinded By Love—Literally

My fiancé, Skyler Grant, barges into the art gallery where my work is being exhibited and trashes the place. "You plagiarized Leah's work and pushed her to jump off a building! I can't believe you have the gall to have an exhibition here! I have to seek justice for her!"

He sets the gallery on fire, leading to stray glass shards damaging my eyes.

I'm tormented by the pain of losing my work and vision when Leah Rivers returns. She says indifferently, "It was April Fool's yesterday, and I was just fooling around. You're not mad at me, are you?"

I charge at her hysterically, but Skyler shields her. "They're just some canvases—so what if they're gone? You can paint them again."

He has no idea that I'll never paint again.

The entrance was crowded with people who had come to see my art exhibition. It had always been a childhood dream of mine to hold my own art show. Yet, as I stood in the gallery, surrounded by my artwork, my heart felt empty.

I looked disappointedly toward the entrance. The exhibition was about to begin, but Skyler Grant still hadn't come. I opened our messages and reread what he had sent to me last.

"Leah isn't feeling well, so I won't be going to your exhibition tomorrow. It's just an art show, anyway. Plus, I don't really get art, so there's no point in me going."

I felt indescribably bitter as I stared at the cold words on my screen. Skyler had personally promised to help me achieve this dream all those years ago, after all. I decided to put my phone away and force down my emotions.

Just then, the gallery doors burst open. Glancing in its direction, I couldn't help feeling a surge of joy when I saw Skyler walking in. However, that joy was shattered in the very next second.

Skyler walked past me with an angry expression. Then, he wordlessly began ripping my paintings off the wall. One by one, he forcefully hurled them against the ground.

The exhibition visitors were shocked by this. Sensing something was wrong, they quickly left.

My heart felt as though it was breaking as I rushed forward to stop Skyler. However, he shoved me aside and angrily shouted, "I went to visit Leah today, only to discover she's taken her own life! In her final note, she claimed you plagiarized her artwork, and she fell into depression because of this.

"She didn't know how to continue living because she felt she was left with no way out! And yet, you have the nerve to hold your own art show? How dare you, you thief!"

My mind went blank upon hearing Skyler's words. When did I ever plagiarize Leah Rivers' work?

He was accusing me of something I didn't do, so of course, I defended myself.

"How am I the plagiarizer? She's the one who plagiarized me! Some of her paintings are copies of my work, and I didn't