Aware of her condition, she kept asking me to look into her eyes while she talked, and I kept getting confused and dizzy because I didn't know which eye to look at.
The end.
Aware of her condition, she kept asking me to look into her eyes while she talked, and I kept getting confused and dizzy because I didn't know which eye to look at.
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