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.”

care of us over the years

house and spends the entire day in your room.”

spends a day immersed in your diary, another lost in the pages of your childhood

vividly remembered what Damien

to find time to revisit the countryside, immersing himself in the remnants of your past.”

paused. Her voice was hoarse, and she

“Absolutely.”

Wanda wouldn’t lie to

once asked Dame why he would aimlessly sit in your

absence, he might forget your face and scent,

at your photos and exploring your belongings, ensuring that he can recognize you instantly if he comes across you in a crowd someday.”

catching the light. “You should appreciate a man

a long queue of employees is waiting outside to

return to reality and leave- the room. Only

her lips, visualizing the scene as she

“L…”

breath, placed the washed vegetables into the basin, and stated, “I know he cares for me, and I