My Blind Husband

Some thank you cards featured cartoonish-drawn images of the two of them.

The children’s drawings were very childlike: simple but also messy.

But Cherise clearly saw images of herself and Damien.

One was taller; the other one was shorter. Both were standing together with a big smile plastered on their faces.

A warm feeling surged in Cherise’s heart. The children’s innocent and well-meaning gesture thoroughly moved her.

It turned out that she and Damien had engaged in such activities in the past.

They visited the orphanage home to see these children and brought warmth and food to them.

Taking a deep breath, Cherise silently opened the video in the email.

The videos showcased past performances by the former children who lived in the orphanage.

There was a little boy who always appeared unwilling grim, and unresponsive every time he went on stage.

The little boy was cute, but Cherise sensed that he was trying to be more mature than he really was.

Very much like Soren.

As the video went on longer, Cherise felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity with the little boy but couldn’t remember where she had seen him before.

all, she had amnesia and couldn’t even remember who she was.

within her that told her she knew

and ran to

Damien was looking at

he was holding. He raised

“Look!”

the little boy

his eyes at the tablet and shook his head. “I don’t remember you

her face. “Where did you find

to me by Mrs. Lydia from the orphanage; it’s an old performance by the children from the orphanage.”

up at him with a steely glance. “I seem to have promised Mrs. Lydia before that I would go with you to attend the

me and asked if we could

“You agreed?”

“Yeah.”

agreeing with her, I still made promise to her before that I’d

should be kept.”

have time or if you want to go… so I just promised her that I would go

don’t want to go…

not go?”

and asked in a

“Why?”

wide eyes staring back