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.”

has been a good boy, taking excellent care of us over the years because of you. He’s

the house and spends the

a day immersed in your diary, another lost in

still vividly remembered what Damien was like back then.

responsibilities, he manages to find time

voice was hoarse, and

“Absolutely.”

Wanda wouldn’t lie to

once asked Dame why he would aimlessly sit in your room.

might forget your face and

photos and exploring your belongings, ensuring that he can

distance, her white hair catching the light. “You should appreciate a man who treats you

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

they wait patiently for him to return to reality and leave- the room. Only after that do the employees approach him

visualizing the scene as

“L…”

washed vegetables into the basin, and stated, “I know he cares for me, and I know I’m