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.”

over the years because of you. He’s been searching for you for five long

and spends the entire

lost in the pages of your childhood photo album…”

what Damien was

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

voice was

“Absolutely.”

“Aunt Wanda wouldn’t lie

aimlessly sit in your room. Do you know what

might forget your face and scent, like many who lose the image

your photos and exploring your belongings, ensuring that he

the distance, her white hair catching the light. “You should

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

him to return to reality and leave- the

visualizing the scene as she listened to

“L…”

placed the washed vegetables into the basin, and stated, “I know he cares for me, and I know I’m still in his heart.”