I Married a Blind Man So He’d Never See My Scars – On Our Wedding Night, He Said, ‘You Need to Know the Truth I’ve Been Hiding for 20 Years’

I wasn’t going to let it take this decision too.

So I went back.

Buddy heard me first, his paws rushing across the floor before I even opened the door. Callahan stood in the kitchen, turning toward me the second I stepped inside.

“Merry… you came back.”

“How did you know it was me?” I asked.

He smiled faintly. “Buddy told me. My heart confirmed it.”

He stepped forward, uncertain, reaching.

I caught his wrist before he stumbled.

He stilled.

Then gently, carefully, he found my face again.