Dark Secrets of the Blind Husband

A smile tugged at Cherise’s lips as she caught sight of Blake’s lovesick, goofy expression. Back during her memory-loss days, he’d been like a brother to her

With her memories trickling back, she vividly remembered how utterly boring he’d been five years ago. Seeing him like this now made her realize how much time had changed him.

Ponytailerella finished scribbling on a page and looked up, surprised to see Cherise standing by the stairs. She jumped up and blurted, “Hi, Mr. and Mrs. Lenoir!”

A hush fell over the room as all eyes turned to Cherise and Damien.

Damien gave a small smile. “Sorry we kept you waiting, folks.” He wrapped his arm around Cherise’s waist and led her down the stairs. “Ready to go?”

With Damien’s cue, the group was set for departure. Not many people joined them on this trip to Shawbury-just Mr. Hampson, Otto, Blake, two drivers, and two bodyguards.

and whispered curiously, “Mrs. Lenoir, do you remember me?” Cherise’s smile was like sunshine. “Of course!

the playful nickname. “It’s Ariana Madix, actually. You

Thank you for letting

inside lately, and maybe need a break from the routine. It’d

of her mind lately, with no exciting events to break

passenger seat and asked, “Honey, what

window, his voice a low rumble of indulgence. “Of course, I still owe you a real wedding ceremony anyway. Attending one before ours could be a good inspiration. You can see what you like and

“I, uh, I just thought it would be a fun outing, not for…”

they headed to the hotel where her cousin’s wedding was happening. Stepping out of the car, Cherise scanned the names on the colorful archway. Her brows furrowed slightly as she mumbled, “Savannah Seagal…bride…the groom…Steve Orborn…”