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.”

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

house and spends the entire day in

in your diary, another lost

Damien was like

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

hand, holding vegetables, paused. Her voice was hoarse, and she croaked, “Really?”

“Absolutely.”

Wanda wouldn’t lie to

aimlessly sit in

your face and scent, like

that he can recognize you instantly if he comes across you in a crowd someday.”

should appreciate a

long queue

they wait patiently for him to return to reality and leave- the

lips, visualizing the scene as she listened to Sarah’s words.

“L…”

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