My Blind Husband

After pronouncing those words, he firmly clasped Cherise’s shoulders, guiding her into the car with purpose, and followed suit, enveloping her in his embrace as they settled inside the vehicle.

Throughout the journey, Cherise hurled curses at him, her anger simmering beneath the surface like a tempestuous sea.

Her ire stemmed from Damien’s confining of her freedom and his inexplicable failure to offer an explanation.

Why, she pondered, did he not clarify if he was facing difficulties?

Why did he remain silent if the situation did not align with Sebastian’s depiction?

Given her current feeling explanation he provided.

him, he should have known that she would unquestionably believe any

Yet, he uttered not a single word of clarification.

Did he truly lack an explanation, or did he feel absolved of the obligation to offer one?

What, she questioned, did he perceive her as?

An object?

A pet?

Or perhaps merely a plaything devoid of memories, past, or the capacity for independent thought?

In truth, she harbored doubt regarding Sebastian’s assertions concerning their relationship.

while her innate connection lay with Damien.

notion that the version of herself devoid of memories

Damien amidst an arranged union resembling a transaction, compounded

internal conflict, she yearned for

warmth that radiated from Damien, a familiar and foreign warmth enveloping her in its embrace. “Damien,” she breathed

she confessed, her voice tinged with a newfound resolve.

discerns between love and hatred,” she continued, her words trailing like delicate

those emotions,

depths of her being, she exhaled a deep sigh. “Let us part ways, Damien,” she murmured, her

dissolve our

steadfast and unyielding, tightened his grip on her arm. “I refuse,” he declared

eyes. “By what right do you oppose my decision?” she questioned,

transaction and later entangled with my mother’s

chapter has long been

“I swore an oath never to let you slip away from

your vow hold for me?”

yesteryears!” she declared, her words brimming with

for love! I possess reason and intellect,” she asserted

her with an intensity that pierced through her defenses.

Cherise was a woman governed solely by her emotions, devoid of reason and intellect?” he inquired, his voice laced with a hint of amusement.

lips, nodding in affirmation. “Yes, she

dangerous glint flickered in Damien’s eyes, his expression