My Blind Husband

A smile tugged at Cherise’s lips as she caught sight of Blake’s lovesick, goofy expression. Back during her memory-loss days, he’d been like a brother to her

With her memories trickling back, she vividly remembered how utterly boring he’d been five years ago. Seeing him like this now made her realize how much time had changed him.

Ponytailerella finished scribbling on a page and looked up, surprised to see Cherise standing by the stairs. She jumped up and blurted, “Hi, Mr. and Mrs. Lenoir!”

A hush fell over the room as all eyes turned to Cherise and Damien.

Damien gave a small smile. “Sorry we kept you waiting, folks.” He wrapped his arm around Cherise’s waist and led her down the stairs. “Ready to go?”

With Damien’s cue, the group was set for departure. Not many people joined them on this trip to Shawbury-just Mr. Hampson, Otto, Blake, two drivers, and two bodyguards.

“Mrs. Lenoir, do you remember me?” Cherise’s smile was like sunshine. “Of course! You’re Blake’s ‘Ponytailerella.”

Ariana Madix, actually.

shyly, trying to break the awkwardness. “Um, actually, it’s my cousin’s wedding today. Thank

maybe need a break from the routine. It’d be awesome if you

her mind lately, with no exciting events to break the monotony. She readily agreed, “Sounds like an

turned to Damien in the passenger seat and asked, “Honey, what do you think?”

a real wedding ceremony anyway. Attending one before ours

“I, uh, I just thought it would be a fun

the hotel where her cousin’s wedding was happening. Stepping out of the car, Cherise scanned the names on the colorful archway. Her brows furrowed