My Blind Husband

“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.”

years because of you. He’s been searching for you for five long years….”

he visits the house and spends the entire day in your room.”

another lost in the pages of your childhood

still vividly remembered what Damien was like

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

voice was hoarse,

“Absolutely.”

sighed, “Aunt Wanda wouldn’t

why he would aimlessly sit in your room. Do you know what he

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

he spends time looking at your photos and exploring your belongings, ensuring that he can recognize you instantly if he comes across you

light. “You should

a long queue of employees is waiting outside to report to him.”

wait patiently for him to return to reality and leave- the room.

the scene as she listened

“L…”

breath, placed the washed vegetables into the basin, and stated, “I