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.”

of us over the years because

visits the house and spends

diary, another lost in the

what Damien was like back then.

to find time

vegetables, paused. Her voice was

“Absolutely.”

Wanda wouldn’t lie to you.”

aimlessly sit in your room.

that with your prolonged absence, he might forget your face and scent, like many who

time looking at your photos and exploring your belongings, ensuring that he can recognize

light. “You should appreciate a man who treats you well,

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

return to reality and leave- the room. Only

scene as she listened to

“L…”