Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

Mrs. Quinell, known to many as Priscilla Neller, announced with a gentle smile as she clasped Cherise’s hand, “Cherry, your mother, Charisa… she was my sister. She was séparated from us when she was young, a missing sister I’ve been searching for years.”

Cherise’s jaw dropped. “Wait, you’re… you’re my aunt?!”

The revelation hit Cherise like a wave,, washing away years of unanswered questions. She stared at her aunt, seeing a reflection of her features, a family resemblance she hadn’t known existed.

Priscilla continued, her voice cracking with a mix of joy and sadness. “It was only recently, thanks to Mr. Lenoir, that I discovered her story and that she had changed her name to Charisa Miles. No wonder I couldn’t find her all these years.”

She continued, “Your mother… she loved you fiercely, that much I know. And while I can’t replace her, I can offer you the same warmth and unwavering love. Don’t let a difficult sister on your father’s side cloud the warmth of your family.”

cousin was a talented charmer, though prone to wandering. The third cousin is a ball of energy with a temper to match, so

and here she

child! Your brother flew in medical experts to treat your husband, and you thought we were just here to disrupt the festivities? You deserve

eyes, Lyra melted

“You’ve found yourself a keeper, Cherry. If it weren’t for Damien, I wouldn’t have known this little runaway was getting married here, let

remained still, her heart fluttering with bursts of excitement

been busy helping Lyra with wedding preparations, thinking Damien was

of

urge to find him, to melt into his embrace, was overwhelming, and Cherise, true to

third floor, Lyra took out her phone and called Damien