Sprawling out on the towel beneath me, I soaked up the sun.
With the sea air filling my nostrils, I was in paradise.
Jetting off to Tenerife in 2018 with my partner Ollie, 27, we’d saved up to go on our first luxury holiday together.
But as I laid on the beach, the sand glittering, I only half expected what was going to happen next.
As Ollie opened a small, hinged box, the sun bounced off a shining diamond.
‘Lucy, you’ve always been the one for me,’ he said.
And as he asked me the ultimate question, I threw my arms around his neck.
‘Yes!’ I exclaimed.
Only, as Ollie slipped the diamond ring onto my finger, I couldn’t see it.
I could only make out the brilliant light bouncing off it.
For me, the world was dark, and it had been since I was 17.
When I was four,
