Valerio, who was unconscious until the next morning, awoke and rubbed his head.
"What a killing headache!" He groaned and pinched between his brows.
Hearing his mumbling, Vincent, who was lying on the couch sound asleep, blinked his eyes open.
He yawned as he sat up on the couch and glanced at the bed to see Valerio, who was seated on the bed with his head lowered.
"Valerio." He called as he stood up from the divan.
Valerio lifted his head, and the moment he glimpsed Vincent, his eyes widened, and he jolted on the bed.
"V-Vincent?" He called to make sure his eyes weren't playing with him, and Vincent smiled widely at him.
"Congratulations Valerio. You have finally got your sight back." As Vincent said, his golden eyes glistened in sincere happiness for him.
Valerio kept staring at him, feeling like it was all a dream.
After a whole year of blindness, he, Valerio, can finally see.
