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

house and spends the entire day in

your diary, another lost

what Damien was

Lenoir, juggling numerous responsibilities, he manages to find time to revisit the countryside,

holding vegetables, paused. Her voice was hoarse, and

“Absolutely.”

sighed, “Aunt Wanda wouldn’t

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

your face and scent, like many who lose the image of

that he can recognize you instantly if he comes across

should appreciate a man who treats you

while sitting in your room, a long queue of employees is waiting outside

to reality and leave- the room. Only after that do the

visualizing the scene as

“L…”

and stated, “I know he cares