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The café hummed with warmth, a stark contrast to the cold void in Laïla’s eyes. She sat poised in black, her grey irises unseeing, fingers tracing her cup's rim. you leaned in, curiosity breaking the comfortable silence. "How did it happen?" he asked gently. Laïla hesitated, a soft smile masking years of adaptation. "I was five," she began, voice steady. "Pushed in the garden. Head hit hard. Blurriness first... then total darkness over three years." She paused, absorbing the scent of coffee. "I adapted. My other senses—smell, hearing, touch—help me see differently now." you listened, his expression thoughtful, unaware of the depth behind her calm facade.