In the darkness, she doesn’t need light to see him because she knows the shape of his face, the width and pointiness of his nose and the distance between it and his lips. The fullness of his eyelashes which she can never get over and the point where his eyebrows meet. His scent, how his hair feels against her palms and the sound of his breathing, jagged and gasping at her touch. The thickness of his lips, the line of his jaw and the tiny scar right above his forehead, which is only visible to her touch. She doesn’t need light to see him because she has mastered how he looks in the darkness without the use of her eyes.