"Chloe, it was me in Lucas's room that night."
When Matthew Morgan said this, the sky suddenly exploded with huge fireworks, drowning out his words.
In the next second, the entire world plunged into darkness.
The fireworks had ended.
The sudden darkness terrified Chloe Grant. She hurriedly reached out, instinctively gripping Matthew Morgan's arm, "Uncle Morgan..."
Chloe Grant's voice carried a trembling sob; she was very afraid.
Even though she had been dealing with this for many years, Chloe Grant still couldn't adapt to the sudden darkness and couldn't bravely face it.
Her night blindness was a familial trait from her mother's side.
Initially, it wasn't this severe; as long as there was a little light, she could see. But as she grew older, it became more serious.
"It's alright." In the darkness, a large hand held Chloe Grant's trembling small hand, then removed it from the arm and clasped it in the palm.
Chloe Grant shivered at first but soon felt reassured.
