Marrying the Man in the Dark

Sarah rolled her eyes. “Yes!”

“But..” Cherise bit her lip, speaking humbly. “Aunt Sarah, you and Uncle Elvis have been there for me for the past nineteen years. If you truly disliked me, it would have been evident from the start. But you’ve never shown hatred. Instead, you’ve spent these nineteen years happily with me. Please, don’t speak to me like this. It’s painful.”

The genuine sentiment and words from the girl momentarily stopped Sarah in her tracks. She bit her lip, turning her face away. “If you’re upset, just don’t come here! You’re not welcome here!”

“Aunt Sarah…” Cherise bit her lip, stood up, went to the door, and grasped Sarah’s hand. “Please, don’t do this to me…”

“What else am I supposed to do, huh?” Sarah took a deep breath, locking eyes with Cherise. “Because of you, my husband can’t even come home. What else should I do? Should I go back to liking you and pampering you like before? Let me tell you, Cherise, that’s not possible!”

“If your husband comes home, will you still treat Cherise like this?” A clear, strong male voice came from outside the door.

closed door. “My husband won’t just stroll back home so easily!

“He not only can return but

Clover

a poised, confident

middle-aged woman bearing an uncanny resemblance

an aura

her frame trembling in disbelief as she

Sarah, opening his arms

rushed to Elvis, throwing herself into his embrace, tears streaming down her face.

head. “I’m here, aren’t

eyebrows raised, “A

here today to officially join our family registry, changing her family name