Marrying the Man in the Dark

“So, this must be Auntie.”

Soren and Sera affectionately clung to Elvis, persistently requesting stories from Cherise’s childhood.

Elvis held Sera in his arms and took Soren by the hand. He told them stories about Cherise’s joyful childhood in the countryside, which he knew well.

“Uncle Shaw hasn’t changed and hasn’t aged a bit.”

In the kitchen, Cherise, immersed in preparing dinner, couldn’t help but interject.

“Really? Can’t you see how much I’ve aged?”

Sarah chuckled as she sorted vegetables, “Cherise, why don’t you consider staying longer?”

Cherise paused in her vegetable preparation; her hand lingered under the water. “I’m still unsure.”

“What’s holding you back?”

Sarah glanced at her. “You’re not getting any younger, and your child is already grown. Stop hesitating.”

has been a good boy, taking excellent care of us over the years because of you. He’s been

house and spends the entire

in your diary, another lost in the

what Damien was like back then.

juggling numerous responsibilities, he manages to find time to revisit the countryside, immersing himself in the remnants of your

holding vegetables, paused. Her voice was

“Absolutely.”

sighed, “Aunt Wanda wouldn’t lie to

aimlessly sit in your room. Do you know

said that with your prolonged absence, he might forget your face and scent, like many who lose the image of a

your belongings, ensuring that he can recognize you instantly if

her white hair catching the light. “You should appreciate a man

know he’s busy, sometimes, while sitting in your room, a long queue of employees

wait patiently for him to return to reality and leave- the room. Only after that do the employees approach

scene as

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