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People always say they wish they could predict the future. But not me. I already know my future. I'm going to lose my sight. I don't know exactly when, but it's going to happen. It's a burden I carry every moment of every day, and the reason I'll never fall in love.At least that's what I thought. Until one day a guy walks into my chem class and changes all that.I told him to leave me alone, and I thought for sure he would after he saw how people treat me at school. The teasing. The nicknames. Just being seen with me is social suicide, yet this guy still wanted to date me. And he wouldn't take no for an answer.That's how it began. How it ended is not what I expected. Ours is an unlikely love story, but one that needs to be told.